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The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time
The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night
Mouthless children are breasted with their own words
To essence of their souls escaping through their giant bonesyou will be paralysedmade to be believedbroken inside to surviveand to watch over mearchangel - of no use and no formarchangel - suffocating alonemultiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zerothe eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero
Heavenly levels on a full blast of lust but minimum pain
Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again
Mouthless children suffocatewith their ancient words,their mud-dimensinal worldlactating from their shrinking bonesyou will be paralysedthe corrupted seedbroken inside to survive
I will laugh at all thisarchangel - with no use and no formarchangel - suffocating with bloodthe eternal spectator stares at this and improviseshis holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a risearchangel - of no use and no formarchangel - suffocating with words
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