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Текст: Unholy. Autumn.

When essence cast's shadow to see the ground,
Colours mix in hallucinations
I see a tree on a hill

It asks "Are you ready to become physically hardened?"
The answer includes a question


I experience things in it's entirety
Not as one after another
This vision is possessed by autumn
Return my gray matter, black sparks