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[words: Rion Lipynsky] beware of the asocial artistry it is the husk of depravity behold the circle around me introduce the parasite to catastrophe it is the far and near that you never hear it is the never and forever that you fear a casual death becomes salvation a sabbath enveloped by desolation synchronicity scorching like a red river between the legs of the scarlet woman the might of the downcast is growing inside the silver vessel.... what will be taken is what they have forsaken what has been given is not what has been living Aus Songtexte Mania