I'm whatever you want me to be. Perception means nothing; My life is just as meaningless as yours. We are all clueless.



Dead eyes, I only call you when you're in my dreams Died too young, the culling then, it was obscene. I am depleted by love. I am depleted by love. I'll never tell the secrets of my family. Bled out, a cult of anonymity. The kettle is wheeling, my love, Riding on the back of a hell they caused.
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"my obsession, it's my creation."
me and my love of the unknown

st. vessel's soundtrack