Absolute in Hell

“- I always slay it !”

What will you do after it all, once you have everything ?

I haven’t thought of that yet.

Bleach the scars

Remove the dust

For without movement life is still,

As if you’d make hurricanes walking around

First to the Top

Top for the First

we’d get further without your moods..

Queen is missing

Live life like

Punches and Taxes

make them all


Parfois n’est que mirage de pensées

To the middle

You can get crushed

There’s a certain amount to climb before exiting Hell

Tick toc

What the Fuck

Ain’t bridges, you must create, those you must burn

Ladders you have to make instead




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