in the dance of death

Did you want to see me damaged

Nor lose possession of that fair thou owst

Nor lose possession of that fair thou owst

Did you want to see me damaged

i'm able to also invite all humans there

Dreams

Enmity envy hatred greed wrath bestiality will be no greater

To which even the elements shed tears

Lost planets

No mirror ever dissolves

No mirror ever dissolves

Who will look for

Beside the lake underneath the bushes

'My call is Ozymandias ruler of lords

on the meeting of my thighs

They stretched in neverending line

I stroll into a room

God is a casualty