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| Droplets of blood drip upon the floor like the falling of rain. The stench of death lingers in the air. The pain is unbearable, but then subsides. Visions of demons and of death and decay. Running naked through a field of rotting corpses. Embers are burning, ashes blowing in the wind. Angels swimming in a pond of human excrement. A two-headed priest feasting upon the remains of aborted fetuses. Choirboys masturbating to the beat of a different drum. Injecting drug needles into the armpit of society. Alone in this darkness, bitter and cold/ No hope is in sight, I'm all alone. Forever. |
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