“In the illusion of delusion, between madness and lawlessness I exist. I dream about dreams, about illusions and disillusions and cold and… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“But I belong here. I could live here…hiding from the others, living among their consciences and their fears; why not? Could this… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“We are monsters with good intentions, our instincts drive us but our passions devour us” — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“All existence is in vain: unexplained and sterile. I’ll end up alone with all my doubts that will haunt me forever, even… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“It didn’t belong to anything and nothing belonged to it. It searched for eternities trying to find a host… a carrier… a… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“In the illusion of delusion, between madness and lawlessness I exist. I dream about dreams, about illusions and disillusions and cold and madness and… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“An innocent breath of life comes from the deep of all darkness! It just takes a moment, an instant and right after, everything becomes… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“I see sarcastic and obscene visions of angels and demons flirting with the souls of men creating horror and deities in surreal worlds, and… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“But I belong here. I could live here…hiding from the others, living among their consciences and their fears; why not? Could this be the… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“We are monsters with good intentions, our instincts drive us but our passions devour us” — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“All existence is in vain: unexplained and sterile. I’ll end up alone with all my doubts that will haunt me forever, even after my… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“I was still asleep; distracted in my idyll with death. She wouldn’t let me go… my lover… my accomplice into nothingness. The Night… who… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“My life was empty and my soul was scourged by my own sins. Decadent and corrupt I am… I am evil.” — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
“It didn’t belong to anything and nothing belonged to it. It searched for eternities trying to find a host… a carrier… a harlequin or… — E.C. Lemus Copy Share Image
