This mass of black, in drifting back through systems infinite.
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Cradling light and frozen biting christ is crimping it.
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To throw a spanner in the works and break it into bits.
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Leaving the damaged blasted energy unkept, unlit.
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Smoldering centuries tenfolded into burning time.
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What was an eyeblink seems eternity massive, sublime.
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Forever can't exist in parallel, but bent it flows.
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Into itself until there's something, so the story...
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Cold
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I am the rip, the body stripped,
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the naked trip, the sharp cold lips.
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Cold
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I am the end, god's ex-girlfriend,
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the devil's breed, lilith on speed.
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Come feel my skin, come taste my soul,
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Come lick my edges till you bleed.
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Come into black, come deepest hole,
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Corrupt and cold and let me feed.
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Cold.
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Warm wet and now it's pouring.
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The old man's fucking boring.
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God's flock is shocked and whoring.
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His name to rot their cores sing...
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Cold.
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Mary Megaladon
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Luxt |