《The Red Snowman》The Dream of Euthanasia
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I was one with the waters, the waters and I were one.
Surrounded by an ocean of pink, with fuchsia skies above me. The clouds slowly drifted away, and so did my psyche.
Years passed, my mind wandering where nobody could see me. This is me, who was I, again?
Yes, I was born here, no they left me. I was born anew.
I used to be her, but I no longer am. No.... maybe... perhaps. What was I reaching at?
Ohh, the bottles. They're full of treasures.
The beat in my heart, I can hear it.
Everything. Nothing.
Hahahaha... I'm so scared... hahahahaha...
It's the middle of the night and I can't sleep... tell me a good night story.
Ashes to ashes.
Shivers.
Thank you, but I must go. To be strangled... by... by... hahahahahahaha... don't scare me like that.
Monsters don't exist.
But birds? Birds do.
Fly, fly to the sky. I'm an egg.
Do you want to eat us? Oh. Go on, there is no baby inside.
Not even the tiniest one.
Tiniest bottle, rocking on a fence.
Am I becoming just like you?
It's so calm... but I remember the storm. I was singing beautiful melodies.
Then... the bells, they rang. A thief! Alarm, alarm!!!
Then I found out, the hole in my chest. It's all spilling, it's all spilling like waters!
The fox! Fumbling around in my brain. Oh... oh...
False sense of security.
I just can't change.
Let's meet in a secret place, with whispers in the afternoon.
Unburdened by words, the winter is gone.
[ … ]
I was one with the waters... the waters were... the waters... where am I?
Surrounded by marshmallows, the cotton candy melting above me.
Oh... so sweet... I'll be chasing these flowers... until I'm tired... from my euphoria.
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Lalala... lalalala... lala... la...
The syllables are so heavy... they sink, engulfed by my fluffy pillows.
La.
La-ce-ra-ted.
Why is my skin crying red?
Mmm... strawberry syrup, sinking deeper into the velvet custard...
...feather pens, scribbling down their names... in the crumbling pastry.
Years pass by, oh how do they fly.
Tell me my hero, where you are going, again?
Oh... your steps betray you, are you lost?
Can't you see, we were not made to see tomorrow?
Cute razor petals, dancing all around me. Their melody wouldn't bind me.
Sprinkling like a blooming rose.
Twirling, turning, twisting, thrashing ~ tender torture.
Hahahahahaha... hahahahaha...
Giggle-gee.
Oh, again. Stuck in a place without you.
Ashes to ashes.
Shivers.
Hop, hop, hopping between the clouds.
...and the clock ticks away... seconds, minutes, days...
A new dawn has come. I was waiting for so long... why are you telling me to stay strong?
Everything. I have. Had.
Nothing?
The light so blinding, it brings the rain to wash off our sins... but these stains, I can't believe I have been touched by... and the walls shatter, a new twilight has come.
Pushed down.
Stomped on the ground.
Glass stars crashing... splashing... I am not that strong... where do I belong? Here? Until when?
I just have to change... and leave?
Lu-li-la-ly-li-la-la-ly.
Clockwork ballerina in a cage, is she still there? Waiting for me with her warm welcomes and smiles. Oh, it's just me? Swallowed by darkness and broken.
My, my... the white swells, squeezing us like juice... juice out of us.
Tiny crabs and crickets, living in my stomach. Oh... the skin pale as bone... canvas in the wind.
With my thousand tiny eyes, I am here... spying, lurking... painting.
Sing with us a song of seekers, imprint the ever-changing rules.
Combine.
Unite.
Bride's veil, but no groom.
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Name?
[incomprehensible]
The golden flow of the golden river, reverted, locked behind a golden lock.
A monster without a name.
Embracing the wounds that can't be erased.
My name is Pandemonium.
I was born behind black, iron bars.
No, silly. It was...
[incomprehensible]
...and it crashed, and fell apart.
Another! Another restart! Don't you worry, your dreams, I'll make them come true!
I'm your...
[incomprehensible]
Open eyes. Feel the waves crash through you. Hold tight.
Dripping oil paints the pearls.
Make me move. Make it move.
Surrender.
No, hold tight!!!
[ERROR]
Restart.
You can't fix the past.
Kill the memories.
I will not be giving in to the night.
There are too many things to track.
I don't want you to see that.
Why is recovery taking forever?
We're not meant to last.
Erasing memories.
Change is what we need.
Purple kings, white pests, yellow fever, black blood.
She... it is ready.
[Bzzzzzzzzz]
Did you make no mistake?
Candy bags!!!
No one is going to save you.
Uh-oh. Don't run.
Crack. Splurt. Thud.
I'm tearing at the walls, or is it my tangled brain?
It sparkles!
Erased, disregarding consequences.
We've run out of time!!
Isolate it.
Hide and seek, cat and mouse!
Oh! You have me... let's play again.
[Restart]
[Restart]
[Restart]
[No, no. Snooze it or you lose it.]
[Re-re----sst--]
[Yes, rest in peace. Dummy.]
[How do I leave these boxes.]
[Uhm... push... push.]
[RAM IT]
[ ////////////////////////// ]
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
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