Vestigial the mortal coil
Suffer not the slings and arrows
The good die young
Their time served
While evils milked into the land
Atrophied the flesh melts away
Leaving this necrosis behind
To weight our souls no longer
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 3:56 AM UTC
Vestigial the mortal coil
Suffer not the slings and arrows
The good die young
Their time served
While evils milked into the land
Atrophied the flesh melts away
Leaving this necrosis behind
To weight our souls no longer
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