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castle black
dark castle
castle black
whispers from faded memories
choking,
suffocate,
now haunting me,
internally
ghost's I see thru vacannt eyes
from the time we played that night
slashin chests hands and face,
deliver carnage no dissgrace
one of the best, from my tastses
opened wide without haste,
the sounds of woodenen xelephone
skeletons echo in mind
across the ribs, not so nice
scanning
hes always planning
sleeping
its never happened
visons
always conserning
but still, i trust those voices
more than you... glitch
twich. Snap ,
cant handle the stress
the screams, they order
we punish, new order.
playing with death.
In darknness with flowers
45's
popping off
38's counter back
your lookin down
at your chest
connected ..
some lines I
drew on this map
of were the body
of ash ,mostlty trash matches
and gas
bones bleach white over time
about a year in the sun they
say
I woulndt know tho
because i'm a vegetarian
but I would say judgeing
from serrating across the chest
and rib bones it most likey it
sounded like
a wooden xelephone
skeleton
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