The Thoughts Hell

Livores Mortis

Shadow behind the glass wall
I perceive the world through the cold walls
Spectral reflection of rays

My view is absint.
I´m not among them.
Imprisoned in my world of
crystals and visions.

Thousand splinters go through my skin,
deeper and deeper…

Discover that pain, come here, come here…
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