Narrative: Autunno e Inverno (2004)

Daigle baffled composition musicality independence almost free. Mozart funeral freemason me inside her without a name faced mistaken nauseous held the ghost. Thriving decay collapsed my ignorance now fallow a wound that never heals. Anticipate and wonder the sun at how I burn in the eyes of Baphomet, disconnected wires telling of truths from which I run. My laughter ubiquitous that filled her lungs with "giornalista." Magickal blasphemies held inside a misery soon to alleviate; life disrupted steps of long division as I reluctant opened my shameful human eyes.