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Shadow Of The Colossus

Tłumaczenie: American Dream Gatsby jest. Shadow of the Colossus.

Bereft of life, feeling is nonexistent. organs melting pulling my psyche into an endless macrocosm of misery. Deconstruction leads to wellness. This

When summing up the existence of all human kind, There's simply one word that comes to mind, Labor. The Enslaver. A tractor beem to the grave, And your

These days famine reigns. A dark and cold silence lurks the streets. The departed lie rotting, pathogens feasting on the mountains of corpses. This plague

The globe is a war-field. Desecrated contagion scattered throughout this harrowed land grinds beneath my feet like fallen leaves beneath a deceased tree

Cattle in the slaughterhouse of the universe, a vast intermedian of emotionless souls. Force fed liquid lithium, the esophagus begins to melt, pouring

Extension of the being. This altered universe resides inside my mind, explaining the existence of space and time. An explosive rush engulfs me like fire