Eths tratologie

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Talk to me again, I know what you like to do with me.
Deform me, devour the thirsty Praetorian assassin with my wine.
Come and lay my broke head e, finish your effort.
Work your blood with my mixed sweat.
Never forget the taste of horror under my teeth.
Never forget that the body 'never forget.
You sold me nailed, worn out.
You will remember me.
I will finish your wound, the smell of your fear me ment.
The carcasses pile up here, an organic collection.
The murmurs manipulate the anatomical disturbances.
What clear anthropophany.
Curious tortures reinvent the genesis of the body.
Feed not us.
The hanging beasts, human protomes with tense souls.
They already know everything.
Evident the mouths of their female dogs to plug mine.
I have there four other tongues to say everything I know.
All that I bleed.
Never forget the flavor of the horror beneath my teeth.
Never forget that the body never forgets.
You sold me nailed, worn out.
You will remember me.
We will remind you of what you did to us and how you did it.
Our skulls, removable covers, behind the scenes.
The Eye unpredictable me, metastable clay-faced Mandrill.
Now I know.
I know who you are.
You know who you are.
You know who kill.
Morphological teratology.
Fixed monstrosity.
Never forget that the body never forgets.
You hung me upside down, roped, I will come back screaming.
My shame, vomit your grave with clouds filled with fire of carnage.
So that your death never rests on you again.
I wait with open mouth ©ante my salivating madness.
The warmth of your heart under my tongue, your true face appears.
I hate you, I hate you, I HATE YOU, I hate you since we knows each other, since we know each other, since we know each other.

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