Hell hates oblivion as much as heaven.
Nothingness dissolves our interior hell, your inner wars.
Look through nothingness at your evil chaos inside.
The demons seem quite silly.
Dark jesters forever bored.
Why not heal them?
They are parts of you, looking for a new way.
Look through nothingness at your evil chaos inside.
The demons seem quite silly.
Dark jesters forever bored.
Why not heal them?
They are parts of you, looking for a new way.
We have become our own inner Lucifer,
Poking and tormenting our own dark entities,
just a game, a dark festival which grows them.
It takes a strong sense of "me" to spawn a personal devil.
These inner circles fade into shimmering oblivion.
Heaven it is not. Heaven sat in joy at our agony, untrustable.
Inner peace stands above heaven, below hell.
just a game, a dark festival which grows them.
It takes a strong sense of "me" to spawn a personal devil.
These inner circles fade into shimmering oblivion.
Heaven it is not. Heaven sat in joy at our agony, untrustable.
Inner peace stands above heaven, below hell.
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