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Nyktalgia

The courage I've lost long ago - for I'll never feel happiness anew. In emotions of solitude, the non-presence is my home. Passive introverted apathy Wordless in painful misery The denial of Birth and time Longing for the time before mine Unable to exist without repression I am the Spring of my Depression Oblivious no world is mine Discouragement my lamenting Sign Dwelling disgraceful in morbid emptiness The everlasting curse of consciousness Universe of blind Instincts Uncontrolled emotions, unbridled passions Orgasmic, Dionysian dizziness Illusions phantoms of wretched weakness The godless Prayer that radiates the end Save me from all Hours - Death obsessed Beneath the Dead, those careless Skulls The demand of the flesh, the high-spirited blood Everything turns to dust Withers away my mortal remains, my lust. Everytime I reach this point, I remember dreams that will never be reality. Shivering before the abyss all alone One thousand awful figures have passed by Filled with woe my dejected soul Trapped between the certain anguish of Life And the unknown Horror of Eternity Dwelling too infirm and weak For my End so disheartenly deep Long hearses silently pass by within my Soul Inescapably Lost defeated Hope weeps Impatiently expecting the catastrophe Nihilistic mood existential vacuum Inevitable Grief and Lamentation Infinite weariness depressed Resignation Habitual Continuation of this absurdity Futility of Suffering, senselessness of occupation Striving for the relieving Oblivion The Absurd feeling requires my Death Its wretched nakedness, its dull light I'll always be foreign to myself Returning to the ruins of my failure To mourn the loss of Naivety I'm so lonely I don't even want to be with myself anymore The solemn colour of my fucking Life I never had a choice I've always been falling about suicide and the answer. A wound like this, cannot be healed anymore. No fear for blood, when the inner decay announces, that I won't exist any longer.

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Nyktalgia

Dead - the only way I can live. Damned, for being imprisoned in deepest black. Cold Void The deadly way out reveals the truest cruelty and isolates me from reality, but I'm asking myself: what is reality: a dream? It has helped cure many of diabetes. The pain is only at night time, and i cant make it stop. We have a targeted product called Glucoach. Patient discussion about nyctalgia Q. Am I blind, or am I still alive? Pain that characteristically occurs at night e.

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NYKTALGIA LYRICS

Nyktalgia

Sadness is spreading again, but not only while dusk. And once again, I only sense the purest absence. I have a constant foot pain during night what can i do to ease the pain? All the colours bid farewell, the contours as well. When the pulse no longer throbs and the last drop of life left my veins, I become forever paralysed, by this ultimate. Unable to escape from the deluge of sorrow - like onward to the gallows.

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Nyctalgia

Nyktalgia

If you have any questions, leave me an e-mail. Look to left of the page and scroll down until you come to targeted transfer factor. Eternal pain leads me on my path to salvation. Misere Nobis Passiv introverted apathy Wordless in painful misery The denial of Birth and time Longing for the time before mine Unable to exist without repression I am the Spring of my Depression Oblivious – no world is mine Discouragement – my lamenting Sign Dwelling disgraceful in morbid emptiness The everlasting curse of consciousness Universe of blind Instincts Uncontrolled emotions, unbridled passions Orgasmic, Dionysian dizziness Illusions – phantoms of wretched weakness The godless Prayer that radiates the end Save me from all Hours - Death obsessed Beneath the Dead, those careless Skulls The demand of the flesh, the high-spirited blood Everything turns to dust Withers away – my mortal remains, my lust 02. Taking a bath in razors, entices me as a solution for my endless grief.

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Nyktalgia

Nyktalgia

Click on it and look down the list til you come to Glucoach. The deadly way out reveals the truest cruelty and isolates me from reality, but I'm asking myself: what is reality: a dream? The gaping emptiness, surrounded by its despairing silence, awaits me in an unanimated room, full of neverending delusions. Lamento Larmoyant Shivering before the abyss all alone One thousand awful figures have passed by Filled with woe my dejected soul Trapped between the certain anguish of Life And the unknown Horror of Eternity Dwelling too infirm and weak For my End so disheartenly deep Long hearses silently pass by within my Soul Inescapably Lost – defeated Hope weeps Impatiently expecting the catastrophe Nihilistic mood – existential vacuum Inevitable Grief and Lamentation Infinite weariness – depressed Resignation Habitual Continuation of this absurdity Futility of Suffering, senselessness of occupation Striving for the relieving Oblivion The Absurd feeling requires my Death Its wretched nakedness, its dull light I'll always be foreign to myself Returning to the ruins of my failure To mourn the loss of Naivety I'm so lonely I don't even want to be with myself anymore The solemn colour of my fucking Life I never had a choice – I've always been falling about suicide and the answer 03. Exitus Letalis All the colours bid farewell, the contours as well. All the buried stars I've left behind, built my shape of existence - like never to be there. I am a diabetic type 2 for 22 years.

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Nyctalgia

Nyktalgia

I will decide, for the last time. Nothingness, as far, as every eye has reached, is all I see, as I re-awake at the solstice. This petrified atmosphere, could be the sign for the final end. With the sunset it will return creeping. The mood went weaker and weaker,'til it conclusively died. You can order it by clicking on the cart.

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Nyktalgia

Nyktalgia

On a transparent way, I float much more away, without any sight. . It has no side-effects whatsoever. To be constantly followed, through this bitter loneliness without feelings, I'm fruitlessly searching, for something that releases me. . . .

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Nyktalgia

Nyktalgia

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