Once, when I went through the door is I looked at the sky and it was as if everything revolved around me
I heard the singing of whales through the mountains, came in the ocean
I was there with all existence I was loving something so pure, fragile, perfect!
The universe threatened me with meteors
My garden condemned to eternal exile
Yes, I would lose all the words made love like "do not leave me!"
A vision of the underworld, where I did not breathe more and the desert sands would cover my body to time, eyes that would put an end to centuries were nothing
And I would like to die as a mortal, for the love of words, words
A feeling so unrecognizable to me with all knowledge, so long But when I saw the dead star created a living as morbid love as my thoughts to fall asleep forever
She no longer shines and I no longer corresponded with my feelings of superiority
As deadly as a wounded man
So much illusion!
On a shelf I realized that I was always there own pain, I was just a photo
It's just something that can not with you, you will feel all the pain of the world.
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Il n'y a pas de douleur inutile. Pour moi qui suis amateur de la musique de Shining, ce chantre de l'illumination par la douleur extrême — voire par le suicide —, ce titre de Ter Ziele me parle de manière singulière.
La comparaison s'arrête là, cependant, There is no useless pain offrant un DSBM d'une douleur atroce et authentique. Ne vous attendez pas à ces morceaux qui tiennent sur trois notes et 2 BPM : Déhà joue comme un virtuose, associant la mélancolie à une forme de relaxation. Jordan Vauvert