The trees are hunted

The forest is haunted

Hunters are hunting

Les escaliers se montent sans action

Les actions ne suivent pas l’escalier

Hidden during The day

Purple screens and the Apocalypse

The lips may kiss

Oh please, come on and hunt me

Got the music and a beverage,

What else is there than dust and ashes

What else to do than keep on living

Love is an angel.

la société ne tient qu’à un fil.

start to shake for no reason at all..

a deal to never break.

Un renard parmi les loups

I’ll wave at you when it’s over

there is no winner, just pieces that are broken.


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