Her perfection..was given to the common soul, so the perfection... faded at the blink of an eye. And the perfect soul, the real mate, was driven insane to never be the same again. Fate, your so unkind. Destiny plays a game in the fallowing ways. It begins with fear, like a carnival filled with clowns and puppets, it twirls in circles until you fear to take more, it revolts and throws you around like a dead puppet, a weightless body. Then to the body a pulse of shocks fills your brain, a compulsion ready to be lead away from reality... Then. You are lost. They have taken you by the hands with golden bracelets to the hands with chains, to be lead to the road of asylum. You are gone. Gone from the body because the inclination was so high, that you fall and laugh like mad, without fears or shocks anymore. You are free, you are safe to run across the road and not stop. But again, you fall. It wasn't true, everything you've realized was reality became duality. It was all, a lie. For now, you have died. Destiny dies upon my last life time so then, nothing respondent goes to the mind within 4 walls of justice. Finally at a moment, you give power, you crawl right back out of the womb and again love continued to roam around the road. You see it. The mirage... That evens with beauty. A guardian angel, the nurse who gave you a hand when you took one hand out to birth, was there, to have me live again. But yet Mirage fades away... She's a disillusion, a nurse that serves. Nothing of I was so perfect to the levels of an angel and I began to fall again. But i've raised, from the abyss. For at the time during the evening... An aerial rush for woman began to spree but they never turned out. Yet again... a rose of temptation for my hand, were thorns tore into my skin as I held a rose. The name changes, another Mirage is present. She became the perfection at the sight but only murder share our heart, to die then together and when I haven't placed my part towards this new type of love, it's over. It's back again. Now... your lost, this is what we suffer, within Asylumdrey.
Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen
There is a beauty in asylum.
I am fully aware of your condition. True insanity only withholds deadly mayhem, cursed mentalities and unforeseen successes. There isn't assault in a different mind, there is a cure. I myself have been a patient, I despise our judgment for ill and frustrated patients of the roaming world. I thus have interpreted my insanity to a repetitive addiction to having the special person, "The Love Of My Life". It is then to have a cure, an antidote created to heal these wounds. Where I have fell lower then an abyss. I thus wait, for these chains to shackle and break to bits in rage, a scene I wait to perceive. There is a voice to be heard. Your torture is as loud as screams. There is beauty in asylum. Thank you. -Jestr
Beauty Of Asylum (BOA) is a Cathartic Electronic Rock band. Jestr Of The Aslum is the original creator of the name on December 2010. The current status of the band is Solo Artist.
Jestr has had a long time experience with his own independent Lead Guitar music tracks in KarnivalKlowns and KartoumStaticSting.
Beauty Of Asylum in 2012 will release their first demo album, "Lightroom" and will release their debut album, "Torn Red Roses" on 2015.
Genre: Miscellaneous Metal, Rock, Electronicore
Record Label: Unsigned
Miscellaneous Metals: In this genre, I am including different forms of Metal such as, Speed Metal, Nu Metal, Metal, Japanese Metal, forth i will continue in exploration of different types to place in a great amount.
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