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Solitude / Sacrifice

The pyramidial structure within Saturn's Cube leaves nothing, so imagination, imagination


And staring into the abyss unto you, O Death, whom in the deepest pit finds home


Recoils back from the Arch of the Covenant, all that exists insdie is bones, just bones.

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never was there such a hand beneath the sin play to the part of the devil's grinning twas there such a death as to it

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