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(I wanted write something "different". I can write a new one if you dont like)
I am walking on snow, late midnight, alone. Feeling the impaling pain of frozen night. As my feet move ahead on the ground, it siphons my body continuously down, getting settled with crushing crystals. The crystals of excellence and divinity in the name of so-called truth, so-called goodness. I press my feet more and more, watching how they turn into dirt...
I am walking on snow, late midnight, all alone. Feeling the warmth of my own breath, coming from inside. Coming from very-self heart. As my lungs move in and out, cold breeze roams around my shivering teeth, pierces my throat, making its way down through my body. The masterpiece of divine creation. The living weakness... I breathe in more and more deeper, feeling how it turns into ice...
I am walking on snow, late midnight, all alone. Feeling the only pulse of my own presence, coming from deep inside. Deep inside the heart, locked in soul. As my despair grows bigger and bigger, the only pulse unleashes itself from chains, runs across the veins. The only truth of the universe. Power... Immortality... I suck it inside more and more desireful, feeling how it turns into... Force...
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Klopf klopf, lass mich rein
Lass mich dein geheimnis sein
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