| Fusion of minds is a disturbing sacrament
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| This act is more intimate than the petty unity of flesh
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| No one knows what awaits in the depths of another’s soul
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| Depth
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| What awaits
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| Inside soul
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| Just one touch is an invitation to obsession
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| Dark corrupted souls are full of mental contagion
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| Sadness is the fate of lost minds
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| Which joined with the vile filth of unfamiliar desperation
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| Through desires leading to a hell
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| Depravity is becoming mother’s milk
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| For many years soul will rot
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| In a coffin of flesh and bones
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| Until it has failed, strangled and dead
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| Until it has failed, strangled and dead
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| For many years soul will rot
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| Until it has failed, strangled and dead
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| Until it has failed, strangled and dead
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| Just one touch is an invitation to obsession
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| Dark corrupted souls are full of mental contagion
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| Sadness is the fate of lost minds
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| Which joined with the vile filth of unfamiliar desperation
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| Through desires leading to a hell
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| Depravity is becoming mother’s milk
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| For many years soul will rot
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| In a coffin of flesh and bones
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| Corruption devours like a poisonous acid
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| Transforming with painful pleasures
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| Matter pulsates and crashes
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| Praying to be cleansed
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| From the sin of life |