May 16, 2025
More in Mosquitobytes Volume 14: Contemno Venum - 2010-2011 Anhelo
Profano Mortuus
Breathe
This is a new world
Or so we’re told
Heartbeat
Soul of the nation
We are the next gen
We always grow
There’s no telling
What lies they find
In a world of make believe
Fed by the gullible
So I just
Let go
No destination
No clear sound
Picture a man
With his heartbeat
Stopped
I am the place
Where your heartbeat
Stops
With cold fascination
Breathe
© 2011, Mosquitobyte
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