in the hourglass
Can't you see that I am blind. Yet I still see the ghosts and the signs making love with the devil her eyes made of metal. Thunderous beasts we shall bleed and wrestle. American dreams I embezzle run you over hit the pedal.
Bloody mary your so hairy, Bloody mary your so hairy, holy mary shes a fairy Clothed in black singing and screaming with a crack, open up frozen gates.
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