naked the horror of the flesh in flames
we put on the masks
of infamy

we wear our weakness with pride
and say

"we sought GOD
(or something like that)"
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sometimes when i see
that which is hidden behind:

THE HORROR OF THE SOUL BETRAYED

and the flesh you set on fire

it is a mask i'd like to seek
but i

choose to live until the end
no matter what it means
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well
another day

come let us emerge
from our shameful hiding place