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The Affinity - Crescendo, Within My Melting World Of Despair - Part 1 - NULL 

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Crescendo, Within My Own World Of Despair, is going to be a 10 part project released in 20 min intervals, random PA, clarity and confusion between will vary. This is to add onto the knowledge of The Maintainer, and something else to look forward to for The Affinity’s Discography
Part 1 - “Null”
Release date: 09/25/24
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@cxsualldxiiamond8880
@cxsualldxiiamond8880 17 дней назад
Part 1 - *“Null”* "It would be cold, If they knew what feeling was. It's more than just barren, but full, full of unfathomable weight. As if not drowning but, being held in a coffin already... the weight of the ground sinks above them, slowly crushing them. Was it a dream? was it... a nightmare? Was this after death? Were they daydreaming? so deep into, a world of nothing, nothing grasped. Could they snap out of it? could they reach home? salvation? Was this even reality, was it deeper into that known illness?! The awareness was so thin, like a string, as thin as a needle, but it was there, lost... and this was a massive moment of questioning, their soul swinging back and forth from ethereal omnipotence to endless reality and depth of painful death and shortening breaths, dying... breaths. This endless loop, a continuous, spontaneous brain wringing, slow rattles, but not of death... but of realization, an awareness so dead but present, reaching and getting nowhere. The constant loop was miserable, they kept remembering a feeling of life, of ego, of need of passion, but it dies, crumbling into a pathetic, pitiful ball, a cluster of misery once again. But, this wasn't realizing, or remembering... and perhaps it was Deja vu, but it was mostly the brain tricking the last remains of consciousness that it was alive, that it was reaching out. HANDS, FEET, FINGERS GRASP THE LINE OF SUPPORT... any muscle, some muscle, any dying flesh, wanted to pull it. make it end game, make it stop. They kept imagining, like a repeating dream that they... pulled the plug." "But only their wrinkled, pruned fingers were reaching inches above, trying to reach for nothing... its motions... one abled body and mind, could never understand. Even in 'Null' can an extreme amount of wishing for escape and struggling writhing agony, still take place... In the hell of, no return, no family, no love... no more Y o u."
@GRrandom248
@GRrandom248 19 дней назад
wth is this? new proyect?
@DementiaHive
@DementiaHive 19 дней назад
Alt series/test stuff 😊
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