.: l u x u r i a :.lust
The pages beyond (those that are supposed to deal with real substential info) here are in existence, yet frighteningly blank. Look away, away, away! Save yourself, now!
Well, guys and girls, I've decided to dwelve in the music of everyone important's favorite band, to write a review about the music they've fabricated in general. I've carried this little review with me for quite a while now, as some of you visiting this very non-existant page here will know to believe:
"Luxuria is dark industrial fairytale music, complete with the rusted cogs, with violently nonsensical lyrics that offer meaning to the insight of life."
(don't tell anyone, but that took about half a year to compile to this point of perfected carnal nihilism. ye gods.)
I am the wandering individual who has the arrogance to offer a solution for all your interpretation attempts of Luxuria lyrics. It's mindbogglingly simple. There is no meaning to the words. There is an emotion. To completely contradict myself for a moment to prove my point, a quote: "Oh, sweet, subtle nothing, flower of my will."
So if your brain halves have permanently disaffiliated with one another due to nerve wrecking attempts of yours to make sense of it all, this is why you have failed, and this is why any further attempts will fail. Don't plague yourself with what is more meaningless than the nothing you find here. Double negation has the opposite of the desired effect - and we all know meaning in life means less freedom. (Insert solemn philosophic nod here.) So don't hurt yourself. Stop thinking. Feel.
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