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Still Life Abandon Hope All Who Enter

darkness, no stranger to pain It does not pay to complain. After all, what is disgrace? I dreamed I saw a father. I watched him kill a mother. Now I kill everything I find and still

This is not an exit, this is not an exit I need to feel something, American Psycho My confession means nothing Abandon all hope ye who enter here Pre

limbo I'm not Free Abandon all hope who enter here Enter the gates, charon awaits Abandon all hope who enter here For this is where all things are

m not Free Abandon all hope who enter here Enter the gates, Charon awaits Abandon all hope who enter here For this is where all things are left behind

m not Free Abandon all hope who enter here Enter the gates, Charon awaits Abandon all hope who enter here For this is where all things are left behind

m not Free Abandon all hope who enter here Enter the gates, Charon awaits Abandon all hope who enter here For this is where all things are left behind

not Free Abandon all hope who enter here Enter the gates, Charon awaits Abandon all hope who enter here For this is where all things are left behind

we are expected to accept those nightmares. Is this really all that we can hope for as life? Is this really all that we can hope for as death? Maybe our

m not Free Abandon all hope who enter here Enter the gates, Charon awaits Abandon all hope who enter here For this is where all things are left behind