The Gates Of Eden Are Too Narrow For Those Who Have Lost All Hope You Pretend That Desperation & Agony Are Only A Scornful Act A Mere Act That Has To Be Overcome By Your Ideals That Your Macabre Agony Shall Be The Only Greeting Of Your Erratic Lives You Classify The Obsession For Negativity As Egoism Only Happiness Turns To Fortune Can You Understand Those Who Can't Rejoice? Can You Understand The Meaning Of Fear Of An Imminent Drowning? Have You Ever Had That Terrible Feeling That Everything Is Going To End? The Conscience Of Imminent Death Persists More Than My Own Madness And That Leads Me Towards The Ilimitated Exaltation Of Suffering, Of My Inner Drama The Complexity Of My Absolute Desperation Is Infinitely Larger Than The Largest Of Your Allegation Of Hope Is All Reason At The Verge For Those Who Have Lost All Hope? I Am Between The Darkness Of Suffering.
