Depraved
Tar drowns the bird
fame for 900 seconds
Closed eyes watch
the Grimm reaper beckons
Deep drowning voids
confuse the slumbering madness
Screams converge into echoes
upon the rhythm of sadness
Soil has forsaken writing
Theater of the absurd
at the foot of this mountain
I've become the bird
Alucard, man, 123 jaar
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