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Mud, gangrene

Death awaits

No reading mode

On your lifeless body

Death on hold

Death on hold

Lost

roots

Feel Your

entrails

to

oblivion

while the joy

is from others

is from others

Made

of those lies

Sniff your osbolets

legends, in the well

of false guides

you will never

be with us

Lost

roots

Feel Your

entrails

to

oblivion

while the joy is

is from others

Death on hold

Death on hold

Death on hold

Death on hold

Dissociated

Fragments

on a melted

retina

Fractals of a disguised history

False evolution

Desolation

putrefaction.