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Plummeting into the hour of the wolf

Desire blood wrung from embraced lunacy

Binds around fluorescent gray

Inundation of masked intent

Pooling desire blood

Wrung from embraced lunacy

Mansion of derision unbound

force fed the afterbirth of myth

Rotting in the mosaic

Of my portraits

The mirror has been shattered

What do the shards reflect?

Only tumultuous pornography of the damned

Smeared across white lights

(Lyrics by Stygal)