We climb yet another step. The sequel of this disbelieves. Eternity is now revealed for those Witch is enabled by conformity. Soaring lies. Never to
I am religion I am society I am love I am ethics I am greed I am earth. I am your growth. I am fire. I am your warmth. I am air. I am your breath. I
Winds from the north conceal me, As I walk in the misty forests. My thoughts for winter arrive For soon to be. Autumn leaves me empty, why? Autumn leaf
Dreams.a fatal error. Just another plane to escape the sanity. Trust.an icon that's fallen to ground. Once again, self-esteem blocks in your Mind. Lies
What did my conclusions once say? Was my life just a state of illusion? Did someone see my regrets? Did anyone remember? I have now ceased to Search
The past of creation and sub-reality Howls from ancient myths and beliefs. Time shows us the reality of comedy and tragedy, Drama acts into the mighty
Equalization might also be a mutual force For reaching one's common goals. It must therefore be viewed as a step With no boundaries and restrictions To
-The ether is the seduction; "I envy your fate" -The opportunity of reflection, "Isn't for me to see" -The philosophy is not for rejection, "It appears
Slaughter. Mayhem. Skeletons all around. Broken swords. Battlefields. I glimpse into no-man's land. We are all dead! Full moon rising towards the massive
This knowledge of profound dignity. These innocent thoughts. This action of mercy. .all in the name of conscience. I am not a divine being. I am not
see me walking away, not forgiving, I won't admit that I'm wrong. Can't rid the disease, a need of release, the source will pull you under. Can't rid
this, but we're proud of this institution we invented of course And this message, is comin from the SOURCE! Source.. source.. source.. source.. source.. source.. source.. source.. source.. source
qui m'a tenu berce au plus profond de toi Qui m'a ecoute quand ca n'allait pas Qui m'a toujours protege entre tes bras Toi, mon harmonie Ma source de
reason we do that just the same thing as trying to hide an unavoidable loneliness? Holding on tightly to a time that can never be replaced Smiling, to get to the source
Depuis des jours et des nuits Ma vie semble touchee Par ce vide constant Je suis aspiree par ce sentiment de peur, De chagrin, de solitude J'ai une pensee
troublante qu'il ne m'en reste Rien d'autre que le besoin d'aimer Quand tout le reste s'arrete J'ai cherche. Ouuuu ou est la source ? C'est une etoile
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