Windstorm percussion of fermented alchemy, demonic clusters exhale sired golden rings, offering silver threads from chainmail cloaks, knitted in the deepest kilns of malignant dens. Rings of light plummet to gaping lava sepultures, lightning cracks open a wine splashed altar, succubi, incubi paint cut thighs of riverbanks, as seven heavens open infinitys aria mouth. |
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