Link souls to the totem of doubt
Once again I shut my eyes passing through a nebulus void
Constantly watching in your mind
Guide my hands to the realm where nothing dies
Without any regret I will burn my arms
Life's end floats away on the waves of incomprehension
I shall die upon nailed emotions
From the sky tears drop like rain
Crawling loss of ancient remains
Rememberance of my orgasm
Horns' voices whisps of iconoclasm
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