This liquid enlightenment solves even the problems of the deepest kindnKnife is on the table and noose attachednBottle is open but the misery remainsnnThere are things they couldn't knownFriends all gathered he is still alonennAtrocities that followed carved a cross to heavy to bearnDarkness grew greater every single day behind that friendly yet empty starenInvestigations have been open since she left us far behindnWe wonder why she is longer aroundnSome say she has crossed the borderlinenChill is felt when passing the chair that moth-bitten blanket hidnStairway down to the invisible one still unfixed like the trace of the struggle:nWeep... your sobbing won't affect me nownSuffer...It is merely music to my hearsnTurn your back on menIs that the best move you could do?nPretending is over nownI don't give a fuck about younWe know why she is no longer aroundnBut on whose hammer did she die? -MinennWe won't see her ever againn