WOMB OF FIRE

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The whole frame in monochrome Red holes are drilled With a refined machine A chase without hope An unrelenting wheel Meat to still life Pain straining your lips Relinquished of a name Such pitiful beings Somewhat too worn out to keep The tragic show is on And you're prone to the obscene Look close How shapes dissolve It's dire and it's sublime How fragile we are Bred into a womb of wire Rendered in an endlеss night Rendered in An еndless night This power breathes waves of hell Your body a pound of flesh
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