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Panic my chest beats staccato on a snare drum Fingers twitch pen skitters letters, syllables, lost Run! run far away and leave this place- there’s nothing left of your humanity. The gods embrace my tremors and their love enflames destruction. Inferno consecrating, consume the ash a phoenix (my soul sings)
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Dec 24, 2011
Dec 24, 2011 at 1:46 AM UTC
Panic
Panic my chest beats staccato on a snare drum Fingers twitch pen skitters letters, syllables, lost Run! run far away and leave this place- there’s nothing left of your humanity. The gods embrace my tremors and their love enflames destruction. Inferno consecrating, consume the ash a phoenix (my soul sings)
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Dec 24, 2011
Dec 24, 2011 at 1:46 AM UTC
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