Talking eyes, epicentre of torpor. Rain on an impatient web.
Your hate sleeps in the incorporated grave of your contempt,
its desire of being in action sleeps on the definiteness of your silence.
Break the seals, don't bury your light.
Walk Away
Inside Out
We Can Work It Out
Negativity
Inside Out
Inside out
1974
Time Of The Vultures
Walk Away
Rapporto Interrotto
The Mushroom Diarrhoea
Miniaturized Eden
Quasi Donna... Femminista
Imposed mortification
Offensive death
Intelligence means...
We Can Work It Out
Me & Her In a Microcosm Of Torture
D.S.S
Conclusione