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Stood in the line of time 
Never hold back the crushed throats from thy twine 
Flayed and peeled flesh from skin turned brown like hides 
The fluids of the vein flow softly to the sound of night 

When I tried it sent me back in the line of time 
When my skin crisps like it's fried 
I am taken a back to my design 
The cognitive structure of the human mind not made for these molded lives

The tension between walking turned to a climb 
Gripping the edge of sanity like a rock wall want to turn to flight 
Watch me slip, chip a nail to the tooth on pavement, I whine


DIRGE OF A TYRANT

ROTTING PSYCHONAUT FROM THE RUT KNOWN AS THE BIBLE BELT! FUCK YOUR PROPHECY I AM THE VISION!!

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DIRGE OF A TYRANT

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