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a house for jackals behind a wall of thorns

vital remains that hold the power for one grotesque form

bodies in crimson losing footing in the gore

hand held before my face as if it could block the smell

only...living...witness

a wretched form

pulled from the sand

what was below

will walk above again

breeding and feeding in the darkness made by man

no fool to the past won't dare

make the same mistake again

only...living...witness

a wretched form

pulled from the sand

what was below

will walk above again