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O.o.R
02:32
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Mainesthai
05:20
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Lavender
04:03
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1028
03:17
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Irid
03:56
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Bifurcate
02:53
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O.o.S
01:47
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Gingiva Recess
04:20
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Narcospasm
03:59
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Wake The Fuck Up
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Somnirest
03:34
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Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Pang
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They're gonna beat me.
At night it all fades and I am Blind
Come into a corner, I just watch it all collapse
Interacts with the world, Interacts with your girl.
Cum on this world.
Runes form the lies through a smokescreen, can they even get in here though?
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12. |
Formosus
04:45
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The corpse was ringing.
The sheets were sewn with my legs and feet.
There was a beam of blue light stretched across the room, coming from the window.
Dust was dancing and twirling within the light and these faces.
Faces would be blinking in and out of formation during the moonlight samba.
My eyes and head were barely open as I stumbled to look out the window.
The roof of my house had changed, extending towards the horizon. The air’s tint was filled with sapphire vapours.
The shadow’s had become charred and burned.
The faint glow of a full moon illuminated a space for me to stand in front of the window.
Gusts of wind were wooing the branches into fleeting sways.
Rigid in their protest against the unwanted advances.
This window had caused a rift in the lobes as huge rushes of energy courses in high pressure through this vessel.
It’s roar was deafening and unheard.
Bellowing as it dispersed across the floor as if in fear of what I was about to witness.
It was there when I saw on the other side of the window, staring back from the nocturnal environment was a reflection.
Something inspired at the dispense of Emily Rose.
Gaunt and bruised, his eyes sunken and darkened.
His lips were at rest.
No longer gaping.
Shut with invisible sutures.
He had been asleep for a while now and it was time he woke up.
Yet he couldn’t sleep enough.
His face terrorized my head as I thought.
It was time to wake up.
I sat up in my bed.
I witnessed a corpse.
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O.o.M
04:54
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Apothecurio Chicago, Illinois
Music for planting explosives.
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