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Aberrant chains sounds trigger

Voices of the madness

Shrill bells

To perfect two men in the mirror

Distorted trip of delirium

Makes me wander at the edge of the roof

Absence of horror towards to death

It makes me enter to

That poetic dance of mental illness

I immerge almost so slow

Like oneiric beings attracted by confusion

Strange subsistence paranoia

It yells at me

Let me take you through a day

In the monic life of my brain

Through a decay minute

The blame and the struggling life