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Chapter I
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One day, awoken from a deep sleep,
you will understand,
that an intense wish
to leave reality in
eats your mind through,
as a worm eats the flesh of a corpse.
Exhausted by soul wounds
you're craving to vanish as fast as possible.
You hear the voice in your head,
calling you to escape as far as possible.
Scraped by the crooked branches
you run through the forest
to the distant desert,
where under the light of the rising moon,
having taken poison,
you'll dissolve in a cold void
like a morning mist.
Your soul will merge into the endless space, saturated with the smell of thunder rains and blossoming plants.
Scraped by the crooked branches
you run through the forest
to the distant desert,
where under the light of the rising moon,
having taken poison,
you'll dissolve in a cold void
like a morning mist.
And the wind that seemed to be
so evil and cold before
will disperser it over the universe
to the farthest corners of macrocosmos,
that are uncontrolled by time,
where you will peace.
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Chapter II
03:34
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Now you are far away
from everything that surrounded you.
Burden of routine prosaicness
doesn't hit your temples with the dull pain anymore.
And under the light of the same moon
you're rushing to where in the heralding dawn
twilight peace and solitude are waiting for you.
To where in the silk shroud of fog
you'll enjoy the hymns of the night forest
and the shine of distant stars.
Sometimes shadows of the past arise
in the remote corridors of memory.
But they will all disappear soon,
leaving only mental wounds.
So hard they tormented your sick imagination.
That hard, that even your DNA templates were being torn apart,
As if some mysterious demon was pulling it,
controlling you as a puppet.
Tortured by pain, you were ready to fulfill
all His wishes for Him not to loosen his grip.
And life is the lowest price, you can get rid of all this for.
Now you are eager to enjoyment for every moment of presence,
forgetting completely about painful past.
And it seems all this perfection not to be over.
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Chapter III
03:01
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But now, when you are completely pure,
where does that feeling of anxiety
and doubt might come from?
Is everything you have been craving for can't last forever?
After all mental tortures, bitterness of poison, and burden of reality,
you had only a moment to feel yourself free.
And now you are seized with imminent fear.
Every cell of your body is under the reign of merciless fear,
that is growing into panic with every new second.
Thoughts about total loss,
that everything has been passed without a trace are killing you.
And you would be glad to die, but realize,
that you can't die twice.
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Chapter IV
03:23
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Left alone with your pain and fear,
you again found yourself on that wasteland,
where everything had begun.
There's no moon with its tender light,
no chilling void,
no mist.
There's only scorching sun
that burns out your eyes and flesh
and freezing wind
that froze your heart with its breathing.
And the most dreadful thing is not to feel
as you are being reduced to ashes and ice,
but your miserable life and death won't be noticed.
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