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Days go by, and here I am, experiencing death with my eyes open. My bed has become my coffin, my room has become my grave, an
Days go by, and here I am, experiencing death with my eyes open. My bed has become my coffin, my room has become my grave, and the air burns my chest with every breath I take.

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St. Vincent (of Saragossa). Painted by Augustin Théodule Ribot (1823 -1891).
St. Vincent (of Saragossa). Painted by Augustin Théodule Ribot (1823 -1891).

“Why should I live in history? F**k, I don't want to know anything anymore. This is a world where nothing is solved. You know, someone once told me Time is a flat circle. Everything we've ever done, or will do, we're gonna do over and over and over again.”
True Detective S1

Dick Dale and His Del-Tones - Misirlou.mp35.31 MB

Do you think about me all the time? When you're lost and out at sea, am I on your mind? You put the color into my black and white You're the fuel to my fire Can you hear my voice on the outside? Am I with you on such lonely nights You take the wrong away from all the right You bring me back to life

Tommy Vitaly - When the Leaves Fall.mp312.48 MB

I'm sitting here Like I did yesterday I've said aloud More than a thousand prayers Day turns to night And all the light turns to blue Earth is covered with rime But I won't leave you If I laid here Would I freeze to death? I'm cold and there's no Shelter over my head If I stayed here Would you hear what I say? I would hold my breath Until we meet again New day dawns I'm still on the ground One more and I Won't feel my feet around Clouds on the sky One star shining through And it's making me cry 'Cause I know it's you If I laid here Would I freeze to death? I'm cold and there's no Shelter over my head If I stayed here Would you hear what I say? I would hold my breath Until we meet again If I stayed here Would you wait for me? Would you see me like I used to be? Would you hold me Would you take my hand? Would you heal my soul When we meet again?

Anathema – Summernight Horizon.mp35.58 MB

Julia Dream by Pink Floyd

كل شيءٍ يبعثُ الضجرَ في نفسي.

David Gilmour - Scattered.mp317.52 MB

Because Nothing Feels Real, Anymore.
Because Nothing Feels Real, Anymore.