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The Spiritless OneA new day of a so spiritless existenceTo damnify the echoes of sanity The dawn of the most sorrow Is revealing the dusty past I'm the desolate one, who fall into the chasm Transcendental dimension, relative dreams Reach for my intense feelings (and the infinity of my depression) I'm clearly in meditation Late at night While I'm staring, through one's Soul (Questioning one's existence in the universe) Gloomy memories are wandering in myself Remembrance of the cold cosmos The immensity of my eternal world I hate my roots The creators of my hypocrisy Repulsion towards my essence My hate will stay eternally The bitterness of all these years Now is shining like the moon |