All texts are writing by Stefano Rossello with "Cutup" techinique.
R A N D O M E
HOLES
Stop make sense
with a savage
claws rage heart
in years years of screaming
smash and falling apart
You being ice
or you will being ages ages in damage
Waves Waves
Down make me bad
Sharp and Cold
Sharp and Holes
Holes Holes
Struggling calling
and waiting my willow
and falling in a words
falling down
falling down
Waves Waves
Down make me bad
Sharp and Cold
Sharp and Holes
Holes Holes
...Falling down
...Falling down.
CANDYMAN
Defect abnormal instruction of making new fading disease breakpoint discovery
meeting feed time is testing research poison all cry meat old thing so special direct real thing nothing for fashion big child blind GOD IS YOUR BODY. Destiny's sister Destiny's sister My sister is here living for difference solid wall infection like doctor exploded endless long cave now is time to sleep Destroy your instinct Gun round soul
Trasform Trasform Trasform Trasform all bodies like nerves ...THIS IS A LIE.
JUNIOR
I'm so empty Watching me and everything Death mask feelings Destruction all entities DO YOU REMEMBER MY LESSON? DO YOU REMEMBER MY FAITH? Shaking Dolls Paper Feed Mother Slave Headmost LINE CRY BY SHOCK.
PAST MOTION EFFECT
We live and need ecstasy We live and need a cross Longpast for my monogamy Destiny of flesh ...Day long For Long Nothing is Pure...Day long For Long Nothing is Pure... SHUT UP! SHUT UP! for my trapping eyes ...Alone... Foster children of continuity gathering of light vision things of a gravity painting colors effect...Daylong For Long Nothing is Pure...Day long Day long For Long Nothing is Pure... SHUT UP!SHUT UP! for my trapping eyes. I konw your Soul I konw your Seed I LIVE IN PAST MOTION EFFECT.
A GRAM OF
Many emotions
no more confusion
or lovers
a gram of sick
to last this night
garden grows
honor or love
Fell like dancing
nowhere to listen my question
a gram of weak
to many long ways
this is a life
this is a beast
around this old day...I love my drive...
A gram of sick A gram of sick A gram of sick A gram of sick
Fuck
Sick Sick Sick Sick.
WITHOUT SHAPE
You can of leat human evil of Yourself time self-tormentor to-inteligent time-limited this a new voise with soul in pain love without me one by one
for the last time a moment so deeping this is for you tell me your story up and down silence light for a new power power of riproduction prisons of shit minds
of people new organisation.
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
Someone lost inside flashpoint lost inside terapy lost inside fellings lost inside to reflect a moment in time time time so true so true
tears lost inside formatone lost inside comeback lostinside so deep so deep...
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