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Refusing to see all of those infected
Just to feel better in own veins
Asking yourself why and how to all those visions
And more this nightmares of that lost
Closed recipient filled of ominous

Don't my private desires
Bad habits are forever
Pushing the door of a reality
For the science or any learning

Metaphor of
red black
Altar of
Razor's cuts macabre of creation
Remembering old

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The created by the flesh
Seem to be by all of us
Metaphor of
red black
Altar of flesh razor's
Closed recipient of ominous spikes

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Little by little blood runs among us as an empty river
I'm like you making the side
To and to kill the ideal lineage