Livores Mortis - The Thoughts Hell
Shadow behind the glass wall
I perceive the world through the cold walls
Spectral reflection of rays
My view is absint.
I´m not among them.
Imprisoned in my world of
crystals and visions.
Thousand splinters go through my skin,
deeper and deeper?
Discover that pain, come here, come here?
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