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Twelve Apostles
Tales from the charnel house with a carnage, postmortem. Clinging
to the veins. Waltzing with the dead. Feeling vibrations in a bloodless
bouquet . Sanitized by the Chanel, discoloring the flesh of a past discretion.
Touched by the scalpel of the hanging blue lights. As the twelve apostles
deliver the mail. Shooting it up with formaldehyde.
to the veins. Waltzing with the dead. Feeling vibrations in a bloodless
bouquet . Sanitized by the Chanel, discoloring the flesh of a past discretion.
Touched by the scalpel of the hanging blue lights. As the twelve apostles
deliver the mail. Shooting it up with formaldehyde.
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