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LIFE IN NECROSY, PRE-DEATH OBLIVION

LIVING CELLS AND DEATH TOGETHER

ONLY EMPTY WORDS TO BE LISTENED TO

UNBEARABLE WAITING FOR THE GREY

HARSHNESS

FROM PAST AND DEEP COMES THE

ORIGIN OF THAT MORTAL HATE

IT'S NOT THEORICAL KNOWLEDGE OF

ESSENCE BUT PRATICAL WISDOM OF LIFE

UNEXPECTED LIE, TO RISE UP IN THE SKY

COLD IS THE HUG OF THE ROPE

MY EXPRESSIONS DON'T CHANGE

I KNOW TOMORROW WON'T COME

IT'S A TRIP WHOSE PATH IS DRAWN BY

CADAVERS OF ANGELS. WAR, I LEFT

WITH MYSELF, THE ONLY THING

FROM WHICH I WANTED TO RUN

AWAY