Woorden:
This Day Forward Fragments Of An Untold Story Born By Shunning The Opportunity

of sincerity a rain of sin has fallen upon us infatuation with longevity has fabricated a false sense of security washed away flooded out consumed by

No payoff where is your motivation constructed a false inspiration fallacy of the nature spoonfed the lies you could not digest self absorption predecessor

dry everything is this this is everything I know you're cold I know you're hollow my breath runs dry lost eyes my realization that none of this was real

into the barren desert by the illusion created by my looking glass self i sent myself into this starvation nowhere to harvest a sense of genuinity in this

I can't help but think of blood blood spilled blood shared with one another you are my most distinguished fragment of an untold story born by shunning the opportunity