Opiniões inescrupulosas, são elas más para ti? São
más são más, más, más, más, más, más, más…
Can we die? Can
we die now? This life cannot be true, I will kill the emperor of this world by
killing me, but I cannot…
Wicked
Dispersão, universo trágico, quero saber porquê
nasceu. I’m always
wondering to know. You suck at existing.
It [the
universe] doesn’t make any sense like this text. Without meaning. Do you want
to know why? Do you really want to know? Due to…
We find the
answer studying philosophy which does not make sense either.
What should I do
in that world? My instincts claim revenge, happiness and love and etc. forever.
The world was
not made but who is claiming? I am the root of the evil… com as
opiniões inescrupulosas que cerceiam minha mente. Esta foi uma vez fonte de… oblivion.
The true is not
made but is created. We are all wrong by judging others wrong, we are wrong
first.
E quem é você para encontrar na dispersão a verdade?
A dispersão só lhe conta o que você quer ouvir.
And sorry for
the baffle.
But dear, you
are not yourself
Distinction,
corruption, creation… Do you care if the meaning is not true? I do not give a
damn.
I did something wrong. I am a liar, I am
Christ and the antichrist, and I am you. You are me.
Desculpe-me se
isso lhe assusta. Não é minha intenção lhe assustar, é a sua; we are breeding
for the effort we are needing to do and we are crying.
Liberdade de um novo mundo sem regras: liberdade de
um novo mundo com guerras.
- Lor
- Lor
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