"We deal in substance by extreme prejudice" i walk (NOTE: not right) potential disorder demoralized forces anti research control from beginning
"You still can have a life...children..and most important, you'll know it's dead. Let me help you" "Come on come on come on... COME ON! Come on!" "
eyes zoom in present this frozen monument of confusion of cruelty and harmony romantic sessions with virtual candelight censoring the day forget one
cities close to the seas calming objects to me trying to keep it in memory before all illusion leave a dead letter "first contact - growing fear" life
Noises / within / metric Synchronised/ clicks / weird Movements / for / weird / Movers Crashing waves upon crashing brains This brings you closer to
zeitgeist too old to see not enough memory for being here golden ages transform higher quality net culture juggling with stock options diamond age in
they get to the deepest part middle ages murder legalized severity seeking living missile dominations br?t t?d ?n life not let survive not let
creeping pole-changing anger implant silent offence domination spread key to control any primative action the root feeds the bud the symptoms
For a little piece of a second I have seen men blinking and sparkling Test screen colored, wiped out afterwards Still they're thinking they were universe
Haujobb - Lyrics to Homes & Gardens: Homes And Gardens "'Now you lie here and have a nap. You're very tired' 'But Mommy, I have scary dreams'" "
overflow in non-technical sense approved for audience filtration of useless frequencies the world exist in pieces there is no matter of time a stream
They never waste any time Nothing was simple any more You told me to stay But I had no time at all If I was down to this earth I would have been a part
an ultimate time physically natural decay cell cosmetic just let us stay forever brainless humanoids avoid the automatic switch - off safety copies
extreme real dream perpetually hammering moving pictures around some smell of industry don't know what's happening something fills me up with greed
You love to be in this moment The past is the past, the future unformed You prefer to be in this minute with me Create it yourself on concrete A certain
wires wires everyone wires run with human figures wires like graphs nerves wind up in this area transmit and receive aerials three dimensional
the access to new excesses excluding environment virtual running be sure there's no return page by page - deeper edge a crash with the ceiling the context
potential profit in every step made gentle transformation into the state of motion out of emotion mass destruction round the axis of rotation quiet
