



Lacrimosa - because tomorrow doesn't exist
Have you ever imagined waking up in a different world than the one you think you know, not knowing if you are alive or dead, where you are and if anyone else is there. If the dark sky represents day and if the orange characterizes the night. You don't know who you are, what you like and not even your name, the only things you can talk to are two roses, one black and the other that keeps the color of a strawberry yogurt, however, they always contradict one another. the other. One of them tells you that to get out of there you need to enter a destroyed mansion, seeming to keep haunts inside and giving you the most unpleasant feelings you've ever felt before - if there ever was one before. You tell yourself that "tomorrow" will enter that place. So, time goes by, while you are just watching a huge blue ball in the sky, with small pieces of earth, surrounded by several hazy clouds, sitting... Watching... Passing time... Because in that place there is no there is day and night, you only live for today and tomorrow will never come... Your time is simply tearful... Well, this is my reality. I would even introduce myself, but I don't know my name. Welcome to the world of Lacrimosa. Population: Me.
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