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Red head looks at the ground.
A small nail is still in the neck.
Industrious axe swings through the room.
For many things, no time remains.
Troubled, the day passes into night without sense.
Red fingers pointing to the ground.
Blossoming roses grow from the skin.
My beloved friend, now you are immortal?

Under a sky with a dimmed star, our story remains hidden.
A promise I never gave you, only one consequence which I now regret.

Broken neck bends unpleasantly.
Sharp splinters cut my flesh.
Industrious axe swings through the room.
For everything, there would have been a time.
Troubled, the day passes into the night without guilt.
Red fingers point to the truth.
Blossoming roses grow from the skin.
My dear friend, will you stay here now?

Under a sky with a dimmed star, our story remains hidden.
A promise I never gave you, only one consequence which I now regret.

When this night is over, your lover's soul slips quietly into nothing.
What do I have left to think about, your soft touch.

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from New Breed of an uncurable Disease, released January 30, 2015

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