Chasing the Chimera
de Septicflesh
My mood is like the weather
It changes with unexpected ways
Creating a mosaic
Based on the antithesis
Of cold and warm colours
If you could read in my eyes
You would discover a shade of grey
When I smile
Because even when (I am) collecting
Moments of happiness
My mind descends in my shrine
To pray in front of the candle of life
And its flesh parts are slowly melting
Slipping down like white worms
(The) walls around are decorated
With nailed butterflies
Each one a happy thought
Pretty but old and lifeless
The thirsty for joy is never gratified
Only grow as pain interrupts
Our wishes and help us learn
Through the alphabet of scars
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Anubis
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Neuromancer
Modern Primitive
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Hierophant
Modern Primitive
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The Vampire from Nazareth
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Self-Eater
Modern Primitive
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A Desert Throne
Modern Primitive
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Portrait of a Headless Man
Codex Omega
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A Great Mass of Death
The Great Mass
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The Collector
Modern Primitive
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Dark Art
Codex Omega
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Modern Primitives
Modern Primitive
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Coming Storm
Modern Primitive
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Communion
Communion
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Psychohistory
Modern Primitive
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The Gospels of Fear
Codex Omega
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3rd Testament
Codex Omega
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Martyr
Codex Omega
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Enemy of Truth
Codex Omega
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Pyramid God
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The Ophidian Wheel
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