disgust drives deep into my flesh and the lightest of
a potent wing lies helpless turned away as a burden
a sbutle texture subdued by continuous motions to prove a
What is the sound that a froggy makes?
What is the
how could this be all that was held true now
Instrumental
blackened earth and sphere pronounced stronger than before it bleeds
a journey through a world of mental exhaustion i seek
focus in the outward direction the chaos direction i expand
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