| An insane moon casts its
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| gaze upon a strange sea
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| I travel with the stars; |
| I’m not alone
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| Led by dark winds, awakened after eons
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| Fucked by pestilence, my wings are forever
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| I reach the horizon
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| Reabsorbed into corridors
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| Staring into the eye of madness
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| A tortured blink aggravates my brainstem
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| Dreams of perversion, lost in the
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| corrdors of blasphemy
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| Seeping from the column cracks,
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| creatures from beyond
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| Arriving at a twisted cross
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| Baphomet
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| Vomiting
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| In Ecstasy
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| Anointed with bile,
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| the tortured scream in delight
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| Writhing in terror, a crucified
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| dove spills its entrails
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| Falling to the earth in a wet caress
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| on the backs of serpents
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| I am become death, purveyor of unholy sins
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| The door seals shut, forever locked
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| in eternal slumber
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| I am the rotten surface, the decaying flesh
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| Lost in the halls, obscured by absurdity
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| Death is a warm embrace |