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A new level reached, where the absence of air lets me breathe I m inverted electrical impulses. A malfunctioning death-code incomplete All things before me, at first unliving glimpse undeciphered Its semantics rid of logic. Nothing is all. All is contradiction Grinding, churning the sweetest ever noises Decode me into their non-communication A soundtrack to my failure, one syllable, one vowel A stagnant flow of endings. Un-time unbound. Merging to form the multi-none A sickly dance of matter, malignantly benign. Greeting the chasm unbearable, sublime Aus Songtexte Mania