Holyland
March 15th, 2008
My head stopped working long ago from fear
The feelings of reality and my senses were fading away
Only my feet were moving forward without purpose
Only my heart
Was beating
Too loudly
As if I had become a heart
I was beating
— Holyland, volume 3, chapter 21
Entry Filed under: Лирически отклонения
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