And if you lost loch?
reality of the body hurts sob hidden shadow!
invariably hurt his mouth rose
shows deceptive deceptive pain man!
naively your lonely ghosts!
see the disintegration of ruddy sin
Well that is a red hand on the illusion spit city?
and if you run away like iron alone, no one from the sun?
every sin is blasphemous to the gloomy fall!
ephemeral cry after the fall
the destruction of dreams about storm desire
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