The Annihilation Of The Chatatonic As I sit, the bench is steaming, sizzling under the heat of hells; My heart pounders, as I try to repel, all the flames Of the burning hell. Don’t come now, darling the soil is unsteady, I’m sinking a bit and you, you stay where you are While…

Paroxysm ‘Good morning, guys!’ — I read the text faintly. — ‘Careful with today’s training material from the client, there is a really graphic decapitation in it! Enjoy your days!’ cutscene; The biometric mass collides into a solid wall as I cruise among the people. Supposedly, they are people. The…

Love is at the corner, a comet from the Sun, The great descend has its outburst, On the edge, I stand between the fire And the land of the unknown. He’s at the valley, of the shadows of death Fearing only his own shade, There is no other evil, only the self The…

Horror hits me The feeling of death comes over me Madness breaks out Madness hits me Frenzy The soft hand, my father’s palm, his warm, soft skin, melted under the fire into which he was thrown, Hard iron, grid, cold earth, a box A mass of pulverizing bones, it has become My mother clutches the urn The smile, the…

Existence in the void — I don’t want to feel anything anymore. I dream of becoming a vessel, a string of organisms that breathes and pulsates without intellect. Without any awareness of its existence. Something that is alive, but empty. Living. Without emotions. Fear. Awareness. Without any qualities of a human. Noises rumble around it. Everything…

Ébrejd fel, édes virág, a hajnal harmata hideg, A vízcseppek jeges vonulata, csöndben csorog Le mozdulatlan orcádon, Oda, s tova repítve gondolataim fonalát. Mint a pókháló, a fehér harmatos Úgy rezeg lélegzetem a szélben, a viszály És ártalom medrében, itt fekszem melletted, Könnyeimből patak ered, duzzanat. Apró kezeim, eltörpülnek, keményre…

He appeared in time, almost close to the threshold A decade is approaching, slowly proceeding, His yellow eyes gleaming, the gold squeaks On the finger, while he eats away, All the stains of the past. The man in red, the harbinger Of salvation, burned the past away, With a smile in…

I approach the upwardly curling staircase with haste. My long, silk hair flows after me with tender turns. An eerie mist has surrounded the area, where I nearly floated above the marble steps. Something was strongly beckoning upon me while I was surrounded by a warm presence, fostering this moment…

I slumber under the ice, hidden beneath my cloaked mind. My slow yet consistent heartbeat was softly pulsating among the echoing silence. While my soul has been sealed to rest, I appear to smile, speak, and even laugh at times. A cold and crackling shell has been formed, which awaits…