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Feralia Genitalia (Arrival Of The Jugglers)
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| Додана 20 лютого 2008 користувачем AND1 |
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I found myself in a room that resembled a bath, saw my image
reflected, watched my genitals falling off. Oh, what a sight when I
understood the fright and what it (really) was: -as the old shape-
deceased the transformation increased...- "the unexpected path".
I awoke in a room that was entirely bath. I found my body reflected
while my genitals were rotting off. Like old leaves on a plant that
came to nothing on demand, dried they had no juice. Hanging on a
single thread, testicles of a dead, mummy-skin without use.
I awoke in this room that was merely a bath.
I saw my essence in a mirror while my genitals were falling off.
Like old leaves on a plant that come off on demand, barren they had no juice.
Hanging on a single thread, testicles of a dead, mummy-skin beyond use.
"Shake, shake, shake"... the other side awakes! "(...)
We are, we are, we are the Jugglers of Jusa...!
I found myself in a room that resembled a bath, saw my image
reflected, watched my genitals falling off. Oh, what a sight when I
understood the fright and what it (really) was: -as the old shape-
deceased the transformation increased...- "the unexpected path".
reflected, watched my genitals falling off. Oh, what a sight when I
understood the fright and what it (really) was: -as the old shape-
deceased the transformation increased...- "the unexpected path".
I awoke in a room that was entirely bath. I found my body reflected
while my genitals were rotting off. Like old leaves on a plant that
came to nothing on demand, dried they had no juice. Hanging on a
single thread, testicles of a dead, mummy-skin without use.
I awoke in this room that was merely a bath.
I saw my essence in a mirror while my genitals were falling off.
Like old leaves on a plant that come off on demand, barren they had no juice.
Hanging on a single thread, testicles of a dead, mummy-skin beyond use.
"Shake, shake, shake"... the other side awakes! "(...)
We are, we are, we are the Jugglers of Jusa...!
I found myself in a room that resembled a bath, saw my image
reflected, watched my genitals falling off. Oh, what a sight when I
understood the fright and what it (really) was: -as the old shape-
deceased the transformation increased...- "the unexpected path".
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