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the earth collpases upon my beaten body
never did i Thought he'd... how on earth could it happen brutalizing people as though it were in fashion peace? distraction Here i die in this hole From which he was sewn Adam sprang from my rib Sex organ draped across my chin Cringing as I begin Blame shame for him Evereything begins and ends in this hole Innosense is what it stole For thats its toll Im the toll mistress Pen clenched in fist His memory tares at my body like thorns Everyone after me, Forwarned Hell has no fury Compared to this womans scorn Innosense we mourn Eye of the storm Work till flesh is worn Down to the bone The bone from which he was sewn The hole was infact A vicious murky circle Shining radient blue and purple light As the maggots tended to thier plight |