GPOY: Singing “Reflections” (Trial), with Renunciar but on the eve of the apocalypse you can burn these words into my flesh: “we are the tortured and insane disillusioned and mundane unknown and unnamed desperate and enslaved and we want something more”

GPOY: Singing “Reflections” (Trial), with Renunciar

but on the eve of the apocalypse
you can burn these words into my flesh:
“we are the tortured and insane disillusioned and mundane
unknown and unnamed desperate and enslaved
and we want something more”