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Dressed up in red placenta

Stare into the blackness of the empty orbit

Read the inevitable

Step into your emptiness

Where purity is untouched

Raise the hand that holds the eyes

Look behind the burning fields

Witness the dance of jackals

The harvest has began

Gather all the flesh to feed the newborn

Sadness will prevail

As happiness becomes meaningless

Await for the embodiment!

Arrived at a new form of existence

I call it life.