I swallowed my arms. These cosmonauts don't levitate.We don't need more ghosts.You can't be no ghost.Slugs are mechanisms.Swimming fascinated with arson.Horrifying slides of boredom effect.Frequency moans the next night. Exit sign is a false retribution such as sleep.I'm aging in colors.I'm aging in red,black and green.I'm aging in colors.
Oh the tragedy.Story and plots tied in the gordian knots.Tears of agony,when the locusts and days prepare firstborns to go.Feast the blasphemy in the river of fear and the sea of glass.Stumped on elegy,covered in womb in the testicle fur.Transcend!
Craftsman's son will fall in to abyss.
Leap this angry bowels and extract the pheromones, grow your own crooked coward, looped tripods.
And so i drowned in light and mutes are eating cold liquid glass.so bright,like seraphim falls into october sun. red swans drift off the dendrophilia.hide eyelid to gain a parasitic twin.
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Oh the tragedy.Story and plots tied in the gordian knots.Tears of agony,when the locusts and days prepare firstborns to go.Feast the blasphemy in the river of fear and the sea of glass.Stumped on elegy,covered in womb in the testicle fur.Transcend!
Craftsman's son will fall in to abyss.
Leap this angry bowels and extract the pheromones, grow your own crooked coward, looped tripods.
And so i drowned in light and mutes are eating cold liquid glass.so bright,like seraphim falls into october sun. red swans drift off the dendrophilia.hide eyelid to gain a parasitic twin.
