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May the spirit of man overcome any malicious technique

May the will of man overcome any failure of the body

And may a man feel the growing relentless need to taste

A pre trial procedure before he confesses what he seeks...

Day and night, hand in hand, in one nightmare without sleep at all

Light of the sun ripping your eyes... and the night is day once again!

May the spirit of man overcome any malicious technique

May the will of man overcome any failure of the body

And may a man feel the growing relentless need to taste

A pre trial procedure before he confesses what he seeks...

Another dawn of martyrdom

The light of the day have turned to grey

You are slow, cold, and unsteady... perception seems to be gone

All your balance and ability to think rationally are being lost

You opposite desires are fighting each other

You are trapped

This madness will stop after plenty hours of illusions and delusions

You are deprived from the realm of the dead

Tormentum Insomniae