Silent Planet Vanity Of Sleep
Hear WHEN THE END BEGAN :: This is a love affair with consumer despair (1), an emptiness I can call my own (2) an arbitrary sanctuary (3) where we deposit prayers to a dispensable God. (4) Welcome to the end stage age (5) where joy is a pill and loves a prescription. Vaccinated with an outward suspicion, isolation became our preexisting condition. (6) Manifesteddrudge of my massmanufactured consent (7) buttheres a gaping hole in my consciousness: A d
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