BlackWizard (Joakim from the grave)
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Oct 9, 2019, 7:52 AM

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I'm tracing back my mind and following the sound
through ritmic colapses, tritones and vocal chords.
I'm floating in the vacuum and long to hit the ground 
like meteor explosion, my strings awaits the mute abort.

The tremols screaming, the amplitude is burning high,
the fingers trembling on the board with no regret.
My body's shaking ready to explode and die,
My inner sanctum, my love is never to forget.

© Joakim from the grave All rights reserved.

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