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The Going Offs

Enigmatic Plague

Fragile Mermaid

The Silence Is Violent

Parachute World



Sorrow's Last Page

The Division Of Those

The Sun Knew Wise

Bethroned The Crowd

Memorial To Our Memories

The Raven Chair

Apparition Zeta-43

Armory XII

The Amber Ones

With Lips Sown Shut And Eyes Wide Open

Dragon's Scale

Availance

Snowflake Symmetry

The Unguided Destiny

Somewhere Better

Fašade

Gargamessiah

You Are Poison To The Trees

Mud Kept Slander Fields

Oh Sleeper

Opposite Reaction

Demons Don't Kill They Steal

Full Set Of Ribs

Blackness

Lost To Time

Demon Doors

Thirsty Drink

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Dead Dreams

You will awake and what was alive,
is starting to crumble and break.
Something you see; connects
to reality. Fate, what will occur.
 
Somehow all the places are people,
inside a fantasy inside your closed eyes.
Cannot change the fact you believe what
your senses define, so you wake to say
if they lived, they also must die.
 
So in these dead dreams I had;
when I felt worse than I could
possible imagine in this wake,
seemingly single living world.
 
As I slept; this existence sapping 
all the magic and wonder from
all the others, impossible to stop it.
 
Waiting for the day that already came 
to being, life after dreaming. 
Not such an easy task.






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