I'm just tired of counting bodies
Is this mausoleum tardy?
Let's just paint you a pretty face
Flies dip tongues into tear ducts
In toothpicks fought unborn
Contusion is hungry
They still eat their young
Proto-culture null and void
All veins in highway laps
This breath collapsed again
This hex was delivered spent
Orchestra influenza
Drawn and quartered pets
It dwells and grows and grunts
This is the pocket sized edition
Rabid sleep through benediction
Let's just paint you a pretty face
Museums mark their bodies down
All the tenants found
All the distance in their prefix
Contusion is hungry
They still eat their young
Proto-culture null and void
All veins in highway laps
This breath collapsed again
This hex was delivered spent
Orchestra influenza
Drawn and quartered pets
It dwells and grows and grunts
Fever bliss into central nervousness
Bitten on the entrance
I was bitten on the entrance
Fever bliss into central nervousness
Bitten on the entrance
I was bitten on the entrance
Bitten on the entrance
I was bitten on the entrance
Bitten on the entrance
Bitten
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