Commiserating The Celebration - текст песни
Commiserating The Celebration
Our pleasures be joyless doleful experiences. We seek not life's beauty
But cherish it's funeral aspects. We crave the (mis)fortunes rich in their
Non entity rejoice in celebrating less severe tragedies. In the toil to
Exist we excrete individuality whilst captivating internment in cloned
Identity. Real is the oration of stone possessed emotion. I yearn
Isolation from this realisation. Reject the elation of blissful
Tranquility, obsessions they lay with the bleak and sinister. A wealth of
Treasures be ours to take possession yet we break bones and gruel to savour
Simulations. Disciples of the drabness devotees of worthlessness consent to
Endure the anguish and form only ashes. Real is the oration (etc). Oh yeagh
Let me go. Let me wander through buildings immense in their desolation. At
Peace from your catastrophe here with gargoyles as my friends.
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