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Stygian Rite Movement
down muscle down within
dark throats with the ink of sin
wrap around virgin soul
these forests writhe too
Blood Red Electric Swallowing
Hold us to the stinging dawn
the vintage thirst quenched by exposing
our selves and souls to leaders of black ring
Come shame the same in these sonic pits
Amidst tongues and tongues
licking the clocks before curfew
upside down cross in her flesh of foundation
ashes where women gave birth
swallow us into trash clouds
the lines for medicine death
come kill me easier
I like the slow and painful commandment
bear me a resource to severe
on crutches no absent recycled thought
brothers arrive in robes with missing fingers
give to us, give to our arousal
We Deserve You
