: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
I feel like someones watching me but no ones there, I feel like i try and explain myself but no one cares, Might be my imagination that has the best of me, I look inside my brain and found a tunnel in this voice, Now im trapped inside my mind im with the spirits now, Anxiety and lonliness consume me-- c 100
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
I feel like someones watching me but no ones there, I feel like i try and explain myself but no one cares, Might be my imagination that has the best of me, I look inside my brain and found a tunnel in this voice, Now im trapped inside my mind im with the spirits now, Anxiety and lonliness consume me-- c 100
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
I feel like someones watching me but no ones there, I feel like i try and explain myself but no one cares, Might be my imagination that has the best of me, I look inside my brain and found a tunnel in this voice, Now im trapped inside my mind im with the spirits now, Anxiety and lonliness consume me-- c 100
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
: Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
: Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
I feel like someones watching me but no ones there, I feel like i try and explain myself but no one cares, Might be my imagination that has the best of me, I look inside my brain and found a tunnel in this voice, Now im trapped inside my mind im with the spirits now, Anxiety and lonliness consume me-- c 100
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
I feel like someones watching me but no ones there, I feel like i try and explain myself but no one cares, Might be my imagination that has the best of me, I look inside my brain and found a tunnel in this voice, Now im trapped inside my mind im with the spirits now, Anxiety and lonliness consume me-- c 100
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: ("Dark Minds, Deep Wells":1.4), I dwell in the echo of minds that never stopped screaming // shadow blooms in my chest like cold flame // there is no direction here, only the soft pressure of regret // eyes do not see—they dissolve masterpiece, shadowcore surrealism, nonlinear face logic, flux-optimized dread sculpt, asymmetric posture, dream bleed
Within Within shadows of dark minds I dance and laugh, a whisper just around the corner you can't escape. Born within you and raised by dreams and fears. My words like the priests to the peasants in ages Forgotten like soft moon shadows on a cold night. Don't try to see who I am, grasping me is as easy as seeing without light. When you rest I roam the landscapes of your mind but now my search is not of evil, glory or joy but simply of life.
: Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.
I feel like someones watching me but no ones there, I feel like i try and explain myself but no one cares, Might be my imagination that has the best of me, I look inside my brain and found a tunnel in this voice, Now im trapped inside my mind im with the spirits now, Anxiety and lonliness consume me-- c 100