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Benediction Dark Is The Season Experimental Stage Clawed fingers forcing iron bars, visions of tortured misery. Semi-human tears of frustrated rage, hunched up in this fuckin' = cage. My emotions are artificially induced. Though no further need to = feel. Now I've fabricated steel limbs, electro-pulses throb within. Man made monster, morbid science. Deaf to my feeble protests, I've served my purpose. In my veins life fluid used to flow. Now drained and replaced. = With sedative substances, to restrain instinctive rage. Man made monster, morbid science. Deaf to my feeble protests, I've served my purpose. |
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