The idea stops
Myself solitary it begins to run information overflows
Myself of critical point
Does the ruie exist now?
Destruction of edge absolute solitude
No one is noticed
I cowardly who prays to god it is left even if you repeat the fate doesn't change
Evolution is asked the speed goes up rise of pulse absolute solitude
No one is noticed
I cowardly who prays to god it is left even if you repeat the fate doesn't change
The seed puts out the bud recalled dark past it is made to find one self in difficulty
Person's getting warm Don't feel it
Articles of consumption man
The distortion of the society gives birth
I do not survive
The control is not effective
No one is noticed
Fear of the spirit the insomnia the stabilizer reputes...
The idea...
It is driven stop someone the control disappears surrender fear and uneasy dance
It is driven
