Woorden:
Ulcus Cherish The Obscure

Time flies by, while souls meet and drift through existence. Our lives coalesce, through acts, touch, and intimacy. We await the future to fulfil our

I wait for time to impulse my mind to see further than the moment. A path to walk not walked before, but nor to be ignored. I roam landscape that's

Magic flames draw me near. A beautiful sight in the dark evening. Strong feelings embrace my heart. Filled with passion I roam through the night. How

My hate is built on grief, a lust for revenge to ease the guilt. A condition of helplessness where you're suffering is my only cure. I worship the

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