Parallel Worlds

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Where, but where are you going? In loneliness, it's dangerous, my girl, and you know it. Is not the right time to live so free, the sea and the sky are dark... You, you must believe: our freedom is so big, and is so great... The night is deep, your sun is black... Take your dream! O ARACHNE, ADYNATON, O ARACHNE, ADESPOTOS; ENKOMIOS, EPIKEDEION, EPINIKION. Light, over (the) black, open your hands, pray your God! Where, but where is your strength? Where is your dash? We need to believe in you, my God! You're (the) first woman, we love you for that, against the convention and the law.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Welcome, my sweet Queen. Tonight you're so fine, but your face is black. Darling, I need you, I need your strangeness, tell me something, now. Yes, maybe I'm crazy, but this is my life, and I want to survive. I feel tired, nothing keeps me here, and this night is for me... IN THE LABYRINTH OF MY MIND I SEE ALL (THE) FEAR OF MY DREAMS. WITH MY GUITAR, WHILE I'M A CHILD, I'M GOING INTO THIS NARROW ROAD. Welcome, my viper: This is my new sword: a strange sequence of notes. This is a new day, and the sun is here, on your white body.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

To look at oneself in the mirror, and to see all the history in one's own. To look danger in the face, to look at oneself and to die. And in my old mind, fog, a dazing noise; I must escape, it's not my end... What a fear! what a dread! what a fear, I'm afraid of death! What a fear! what a dread! what a fear, I'm afraid of fear! "The boy was as good as gold, the boy was as good as gold, TRUTH! Never tell a lie!" MY MADNESS IS BREAD, WATER, LIFE; MY MADNESS IS YOUR SALVATION, NOW. To look at oneself in the sky, tasting the flight and the tenderness. Love, and love, and love, everything is so heavy and dark. And in my new brain, fog, a dazing noise; I must escape, it's not my life...

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Opening my eyes, in a dull and normal day, I was saying to myself: God, I need you! Somebody to love, and something to preserve, I can afford it, my God! I'm walking about the town, I'm walking in the middle of the steel. All is mighty, all is so wonderful. And yet, it's incredible, this is not the world, life: they're all pretexts, because life is in the sky. Without a number, a word, (Pre.) just loving the light and the sun... STARS AND PLANETS, OVER ALL THE WILL, THEY MOVE IN THE UNIVERSE. BUT WE'RE HERE WITH OUR STUPID MONEY, WE ARE FAT, WE'RE ALONE, WITHOUT LOVE. Desperately, I'm walking on the road, all is mighty, all is so wonderful. And yet, it's incredible, this is not the world, life: they're all pretexts, because life is in the sky.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

It's the moment to go, I believe in me, I wanna to change all my life. It's the moment to say, I believe in you, the world is, now, in my hands. Your face and your smile now are fine, I'm living my strength, to believe, oh... RUNNING NOW, RUNNING NOW, OVER ALL THE FEARS, DEEP INSIDE, DEEP INSIDE, IT'S TIME TO BELIEVE. It's the moment to be, I believe in me, I wanna to change all my dreams. It's the moment to love, I believe in you, because life is here, life is this.

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

I like the peace of this place, the calm, the calm, of the sea; the stillness of the night, the stillness of the air, when there is no wind. And this song is my mountain, my old refuge; and now I need to take a rest, with my tears..... You don't know anything at all about me! It's the same situation as before; nothing has changed. But the sky is here, beyond my and your triviality, beyond the difference between the right and the wrong.....

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

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I'm going into this world, I'm walking on the pain, I'm going into this old black dream; all the things and all the thoughts, everything is pressing in my head and I'm dreaming a new world without the war... I'm going into this world, I'm walking on the blood, I'm going into this old black dream; all the time and all the space, everything is pressing in my head and I'm dreaming a new world without the war... WAR AND DEATH, WAR AND DEATH, AND OUR DREAMS ARE PAPER-SHEETS, ...AND OUR DREAMS ARE DREAMS. The Big Man now is here, and you are very good, but your face is a fat dust-pan; powerful man, oh powerful man, maybe I am an old child, because I need my rainbow and my sky!

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

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Try to remember, you need safe roads in your mind; because we are little things, little endless, endless things. And so, you can choose: the fire, the light of reason or drugs; all is good, all is bad, cause and effect of your trash. Only wise man's reflections, and the dogmas of religion; and to speak, in a dark night, empty words. DANGER OF DEATH, WE SHALL NEVER MEET AGAIN. DANGER OF DEATH, WE SHALL NEVER MEET AGAIN. The robots are marching, and it looks like being a fine day; but I'm a little, little thing, like a bug in (an) endless sea. Try to remember, we need a normal day and night; the rest is a dream, it's a dream. Sweet and milky lie.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

It's a wonder! It's wonderful! This is the town life. Telephone, and free will and light..... a forced sale, and maybe..... a sheet steel! NOW, I WANT TO BE FREE, TO BREAK THIS FINE FACE AND ALL THE STYLISH SHIT. NOW, I WANT TO BE MAD, TO BREAK THIS FINE PALACE. NOW, I WANT TO BE FREE. It's a wonder! It's wonderful! A black sky without stars. A sea without salt and life, and a neurotic rise..... a sheet steel!

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

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I really remember. A strange sensation in my mind: over the rainbow, without God and without false religion. And to look at the world, to break the bonds in a sad, long night, and unexpectedly to see the white and the black of my life. FUTURE, AND MIDDLE AGES, I WANT TO CROSS BOTH, NOW. Because, in this way and just in this way, my soul will be free, over my hate, without saints and without false compassion. And to look at the world, to break the bonds in a sad, long night, and unexpectedly to see the white and the the black of my life. FUTURE, AND MIDDLE AGES, I WANT TO CROSS BOTH, NOW.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025