I can't remember when...
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Comatose creations from the hand of a born pariah.
Worthless, because I never learned to like myself.
All I have done is spoil the sparks of transcendence that pass through my grasp.
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What can be degraded?
What pain can be inflicted?
What tires can be burst?
What ships can be sunk?
When will my lungs, liver, and heart take some initiative?
let go
"We are the low-art gloominati, and we aim to depress. The scaberet sacrilegends, this is the golden age of grotesque."
Comatose creations from the hand of a born pariah.
Worthless, because I never learned to like myself.
All I have done is spoil the sparks of transcendence that pass through my grasp.
-censored-
What can be degraded?
What pain can be inflicted?
What tires can be burst?
What ships can be sunk?
When will my lungs, liver, and heart take some initiative?
let go
"We are the low-art gloominati, and we aim to depress. The scaberet sacrilegends, this is the golden age of grotesque."