Projector

Gentle storm, thundering silence Inferior force, uncontrolled calm Vital unlike, logic, chaos, logic The tone of which his birth ascend The beat that of a heart descend Repeating in the infinite An insight made it clear Order stormed the surface Wher

waiting for the day to end as silence came too late I turn my eyes inside close the lids deny the world to enter 'cause I'm turning the desires down again rose the monstrous of hours in between I taint the thought the trauma born inside all the thoug

set against these hardest hours anger paled, for in this fear the theft of privacy we all see it break sometimes, see it tear us apart that which left behind screams out loud this night so much is asked in silence expect not and you'll find thousand

there were words of lust in these arms of the stranger and there in silence though were words of no milder so in thinking of that madness that ravage the thoughts in the loneliest of hours I resist without control the demand I get from excellence the

Auctioned-Dark Tranquillity Auctioned outsmart the fever and take us farther from the killing life in capsulesa life that cant belong so if I wake up dead to the world with the helm at my command the reaching out of this faced tomorrow in the 11th ho