Requiem

Last time there was the feeling of numbness and a delused mind worrying for aspects out of his own control. A reluctance about what can be converted into good feelings that started out of thin air; and even when there was no reason to believe that I must not believe, the architect of great shapes decided to slap me in the face with a turnover bigger than any of the postures I knew before. Much of it was fear and hate; but mostly, I think it was me.

As far as I know myself I will make all on my side for this to happen for us with no committed ending; and yes, this is kind of a threat.

Ich liebe dich meine Prinzessin.

Music by: Lost Acapulco [Mision Malvarosa]