d o l o r [p a i N]

the inherent dark vocals of 

worldwide shouting has it's 

own rhythm that attracts 

the dead souls those moving 

on the live full bodies.

the silent moves of 

being out of the crowd is 

somewhere letting them very deep to 

a place like hell.

the postmortem 

that taking place only 

on the shake of being 

undreamt happiness is 

costing more than 

the whole civilization thought of.