Thread: Angelo

Go and catch a falling star, Get a child with mandrake root,
Tell me where all past years are, Or who cleft the devils foot.
Teach me to hear the mermaids singing, Or to keep off envy´s stinging,
And find What wind Serves to advance an honest mind.
(Diana Wynne Jones - Howls Moving Castle)

Along with the scream from the death throes
Sharp claws are shinig brighter
Dually obscene breaths continues
And rips apart the silence of the night

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
(Poets of the Fall - Carneval of Rust)

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
(Poets of the Fall - Carneval of Rust)

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
(Poets of the Fall - Carneval of Rust)

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
(Poets of the Fall - Carneval of Rust)

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
(Poets of the Fall - Carneval of Rust)

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
(Poets of the Fall - Carneval of Rust)

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
(Poets of the Fall - Carneval of Rust)

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