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Deep under subteranion covers where nowhere lingers everywhere and the decrepit lights of man die to the world Wrapped in rags-a masachistic christ plotting my crucifixtion born again and again washed in human guts-baptized by fire just a man naked chasing the sun and moon unashamed loving all matter all consciousness all people authentic power of just deciding to be each second weirder then before...strange needs coating the eyelashes no hope of existential immortality just a cold march to bloody loving shithood heavens-these games we play-role of a urine drenched prophet unknown dismissed dragged down the executioners hole gorged on self What are U? Cracking open the bodily vault dispearsing terminal fluids Im a treacherous snake in the gardens of my sanctuary-man only is where no one can see Out of tune songs rush up my spine in gruesome melodic chaos-shoot up the messiha till the streets are covered in all that physical temple goo out of ghetto rope streets I hang in the hopeless nights

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