Dawn Of The Great Plague

Splattered Entrails

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The sodomites did not stay on course.
With all our might,
We still held back.
Beneath all our courage lies and empty fate.
Miscreate.

Undermining all morals, who's fault at hand?
Miscreate.
Dismissing all hope.
The days of bliss have come to abrupt end.

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