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Traditional insomnia caused by numerous blows to the mind, yet not nearly enough times. Complication in breathing dealt with inhalation of infected substance covered in the air we breath in. It is never possible to emulate when all there is left is a diminutive sliver of sanity. So minuscule that turmoil is cause of death. Dedication to truculent behavior is a variable in the wizard's hat. Confined in a box connected to a larger society of madness that undoubtedly inhibits mans defensive instinct.
Never inviting the inner sense to the magnanimous excursion of disbelief. One often ponders. In all likeness to eminence of charismatical force, excursions of frightful thoughts overpower the truth with a massive hammer of malice.
Who are these beings that take command of the masses, those of whom connect sprites with abnormality and dysfunctional optimism. Disfigured reluctant cries crucify the soul.
The entirety of fates reluctant behavior. Musical trinkets inhibit characteristics of lamented aptitude.
Destroy those that arrive thirty seconds to late, for the ball has commenced.
The underlining of the blanket, and the chirping of birds hold no existence. When one is as frail, they understand. Seeing with blind eyes that continue to shatter, unaware that truth unearths the shadowy values of immobilizing lies. So intense that it continues to become the slithering waverin of melodic lust. Intertwined with vigor so fierce it decimates the belief of reality. Thus we continue our voyage of ignorance, and find ourselves washed upon the shores of dismay. Disoriented, and disposed of, this is the major plot. To a world misled by many lives that continue the dreadful act of tyranny. Portrayed only by heresy and engulfed by hypocrisy, do we see fit.
Although the Bards dance, they do not believe. Inscrutable joy received upon arrival to only decide fates triangle of justification, we all weep tears.
So we dance the dance of many. Unrealistic to the ideals of social society. So intense and immune to human nature. That of which we relinquish time itself only to establish a greater sense of being. Becoming complete with every unmistakable turn into an abyss of atrocity. Feeding the youth's take over scheme.
Yet, extermination is imminent.
Within these pages begins a world. Derived from the catacombs of the inner mastermind. Depiction of a foul entity. To be outlined in bold.
That is self reliance//.
.. as we dance the dance of many, we are beheaded.
