The Image Of Power
The Power Of Image
Constant Disconnection
Amputation Of The Consciousness From Corporeal Form
Sever Everything
The Internal Landscape, Burned, Smoldering In The Darkness
Neurons Firing Like Cannons On A Battlefield
My Sincerity, A Broken Vase
If Lies Were Currency We'd Be Billionaires
Smoke Rising From The New Cavity
Bright Light Calling You Into An Arrested State
Remove The Will
Your Heart Is A Bankrupt Proposition
Solitude, Like Death
Silence Is The Only Thing We Fear
Our Immortality Depends On Our Morality
There Are No Good Men, There Are No Bad Men
Everyone Starves
Hunger Drives Everything
Fear Only What Lurks Inside
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