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Mar 2019
Welcome back to shop
****** mop and worn out rock
I am now your tourist friend
greetings on the other end

smiling devils smelling fresh light bulbs
I am the other one
sapping violence from mind and matter
I am your other

good intent my pal
good words for stellar decay
you forgot me

no worries my cherished
begin again and renew
we shall

it's slowly becoming part of the water
he's moving rapidly towards clouds of deceased
but I am on the move

I'll make sure he knows
I know that's what you wanted and let go of
give space and leadership
you expected no less

he will be pulled along by greed and friends
he will see both sides of the demonic coin
he will rest no more in shades of gray
he will unleash, torn yet prepared
decaying but obeying
blinking and crying
he will separate us.

You've been here before
kniving fiend with claw and bow
you are seething and timid
you watch us from below
who are you?

gore my flies and capitalize
ancient tongue worth coins in lies
burn my flesh and rot my eyes
I am here to exorcise...
agonize...
petrify...

BLOODLUST
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