August 2011
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Pay attention Fools, We can’t be much more than we are. I think, therefore I am confused. This is why we dance.
Throw your roses at my feet, That I might gather them for the Queen. Present your empty glasses, That I might fill them with my blood.
As often as you drink, do so in remembrance of me.
Truth is, I am poison. Your indulgences will be the death of you. Óskmey can you hear us when...
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I look forward to my time in the wilderness I approach the precipice at a run The Abyss beckons me I welcome the Sephirot
I am but a voice crying in the void Alastor, will you await my return The desert winds call me home Look for my words on the wall
I’ll take my daimon with me And when the water runs out I’ll have someone to talk to that won’t complain about the heat
My names are writ...
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I was born with this These memories are mine Woe to the covetous These bones are a weight
Pen to page prayers from the priests All these numbers impede progress Your formulas will fail you Your limiting laws comfort
The weak willed masses will pray that their angles will save them May the freeze keep thee for Hypnos has forsaken his flock Roll the stone away so that the living may seek...
