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    Æon

    Watch me close my eyes till the very end for the mushroom clouds to condense through my clogged mind to get a glance of the thousand suns, decaying the nuclear fusion to a nuclear fission reaction in reverse entropy for the cause & effect to come undone. The configuration of any annihilation can't have the dystopian pattern in desolation be outrun, imploding in & out for the atomic holocaust to repugn. I ask my old self, "How can I be this numb?" where my soul has turn cold to feel like I'm one with none, pleading to my maker to give rise to more stalwart daughters & sons.
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    Ghost In The Shell

    The future is a posterity of one's phantom that reveals an unseen ghost, having the pendulum swing the seconds back & forth for antithesis to be the next host. Converge the mind, body & soul to hold on to what matters most, time travelling through a nebulous space in an artificial matrix grid from pillar to post. Witness the distinct presque vu far from the east coast, ensuring the sunrise & sets in the west for the starburst to riposte. Kissing under the mistletoe, caught under the immense emotions of being human in the undertow for making up the lost love that we still don't know.
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    The Shinedown

    Redeem me in bleach where I've encountered the Amityville horror of vexed ghouls, crucifying the saint in for the sacrificial blood to give a better vermilion shade for the cesspool. Laugh out loud because I've been fooled, living in a diluted world that is manifestly cruel where the scoundrel bastard has got me ridiculed, contaminating me with faithless lies because of the suicidal heresy rules. Unfurl the gasoline that needs a wake up call to fossilise the unlighted fuel, rapturing one's weaponized mind which has been screened by mineral wools.
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    WOW

    I can't seem to warcraft the conundrum unresolving puzzle where I feel trapped in the distorted connection of the unsupportive life's bubble. Shackle the unworthiness in me to stay benevolently humble, resonating a dying wish for my transcendence existence so the gluttonous atmosphere can crumble. Maybe I'm feeling this way because I've been hiding skeletons with cloaks & daggers in the dense jungle where even the death knight can't have the hex spell be mumbled. There's no worldwide definition for an angle where the 360 degree view for each person can't ever form a common tangle.
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    Magnus Annus

    We belong in a sphere where our entirety only matters to how the beautiful people thinks of our social status, deploring a crackle of hyenas with a major gap of hiatus. A decapitated disbelieved head divided in the dark clouds of stratus, I know the plethora of giving away my blood is swimming in a big tide of madness. I speak for the degraded convoluted masses, vaticinating the thine eyes to deceive thee of the revamped magnus annus. The golden age of what, how & why our purpose is to be shall eventually reach to a state of evanecese where the outcome of death will stumble upon one another to be gratis.
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    Cold Oblation For A New Calvary

    The purest of hunger can't be gutted into the stomach, inflaming the bend myths to sear a sempiternal arc. I can clearly hear the rabids bark, churning up with foul play where I've gotta impersonate like I'm a goddamn sadistic narc. Continue to march blindly into the depth of the ocean in the cavernous dark, lacking transparency for the light to not shine upon to expose the sanguinary shark. Belonging in an abyss below the poverty widow's mite of the underworld monarch, galloping me down to the calvary to bring up Noah's Ark so I can cross the line of genesis to make a new benchmark.
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    Beyond The Call Of Duty

    Sink in & swim with me in the guilt trip because we're meant to be long-termed crime partners, having our blood be darker than black for our shadowy sins to divulge & have us be sharper. Without you in between the grip of my friction for true love to be my martyr, I won't be capable of making our omnipresent intimacy with our prevailing marker. I know I have my sight on the scattering light across the pearl harbour, you & I under the night skies to put names to the fallen stars farther for our legendary warriors by arranging an effulgent parterre. We're altogether the unforgettable meteoric fire starters, battling a decimation war for warmth for world order, dissolving the resentment for it to be battered.
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    Primrose Path

    Stifling the air so we can't breathe through our nose for the truth to be exposed, redefining the ethereal beauty to be a deluded bunch of hoes. Viewing the secluded nudity of such hologram are the highs & lows, devouring the lies which becomes either our friends or foes. I don't mean to impose but maybe the human infatuation tendency is profusely developing more sciatic nerves of embryos so we can gain a higher insight when we're on top of the meadows. A cuckold may not feel all sunshine & rainbows, attesting to a love to be a path for primrose so geniune feelings don't have to hide behind the shadows for their adrenalized hearts to anastomose.
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    An Opened Eye Hooked

    Exponentiate the renegades that have chose the nukes, fighting a fogged war that couldn't silence the evisceration of the screaming violence for they serve as a rebuke. A whole system of chaos in disruption that amplifies needs a reboot as I can't side with the virulent oppressor by staying obscurely mute. Don't categorise me with the group of nobs that searches for the blood fluke because I'm not a Duke but seek epiphany for salvation or resurrection in the Gospel of Luke. Replenish us from the grace of the hallowed scarlet woman that's by hook or by crook, enslaving the deplorable femme fatable in the house of ill repute.
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    Antecedents Of Duality

    Why cut the roots of life to plague the unwanted weeds for the angels of death to intervene & antecede? Stomping ourselves in the path of the angry mob in a stampede, luring animosity for the devil to come pay us a visit & hand a debt-paid receipt. Man eating on flesh to fill his gut with greed that has to be controlled by a diocese, chewing his tongue off by grinding his own carnivorous teeth which is excreted through his feces. We're just bamboozled by the unsolvable puzzle of the missing pieces where the secret codes of the metempsychosis system becomes a caprice. Hunger for more for us to be obese so we can feel complete, we need make peace with the former & latter for its meaning to accrete.
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