What are we?
What we are is nothing more than flesh and blood, overdosed with egoistic needs and surreal thoughts.
What we are is nothing more than a cradle of emotions.
The things that makes us what we are is no mystery.
Because we are what you are.
We are the comedy behind every laughter.
We are the terror behind every self-destruction.
We are the romance behind every kiss.
We are nothing else but you.
We are what you are.
We are human.
We are Monstore.
Every scene has its own story.
What we are is nothing more than flesh and blood, overdosed with egoistic needs and surreal thoughts.
What we are is nothing more than a cradle of emotions.
The things that makes us what we are is no mystery.
Because we are what you are.
We are the comedy behind every laughter.
We are the terror behind every self-destruction.
We are the romance behind every kiss.
We are nothing else but you.
We are what you are.
We are human.
We are Monstore.
Every scene has its own story.
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