Labels:text | font | screenshot | graphic design | design OCR: The vein of life is severed, and the poison slowly drips out The madness becomes a whirlwind of infinite trepidation The images cling to your soul, merging with your perception Of archaic reality as it isn't or wasn't meant to be The sublime visions dance, sing, and laugh at the irony of it For there is none, nor has there ever been one who could defy it Obscure ramfications, forgotten memories, of those who tried Lost among the days and ways, and no direction, no path brings about Greater desire, nor a greater body count of those lost within it Feel the pain, feel the weakness, feel the distorted veracity Of all those forever trapped within the Maelstrom Inherently Produced by Israfel [Gothic/Psychosis]
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