• Rurutia
  • Chorion

The children walk in line, never breaking rank, until they grow old
Behind the black curtain, madness becomes sanity

They turn your eyes away from the lies and deception and let their bodies be tossed around
Or else…

Smash it with your hands, trample it under your feet
Awaken your life
Carve out, carve out some proof that you were born in this world
If you want to find your true self and future
Then take the cold, the pain, the goodbyes and the tears