| It's mild compared to the wild untamed mysts of these uncharted seas its wonder cries loud and shouts clouds just to please me we have dripped thru the truth confused the here for now the last for least the up for out and now its servile to the saints of irony hypocrisy all the dirty deeds they bleed and seed within this violent creed Paranoia, dichotomy cerebral sodomy beneath the sheets that speak of your stains our claims of hierarchy over all we see but soon the world will soak in bleach float from reach in seas of despair in Mes everywhere... |
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