Numerous howling bites
Communion through skin and teeth
My rotten bites marking your flesh
Through skin and teeth
The comfort of your screams, so serene while witnessing pain
Let me vibrate via your suffering
Losing senses
Being myself for once
Oh, your dreams, you abort them like foetuses
All which is abandoned is not forgotten
All ends up in me and grows within
From a simple violence arose a round of variations
The decline of you through that fall
Reaching one's abyss, rising elsewhere

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