We laugh into coma
We watch your grovelling disciple try
We are pretense control
Your thought of us is wasted
Wilderness
We are tennants of paradise
We feast upon ebony and stark surprise
We have become decadent and tame
Blessed by shame.
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Thursday, 11 January 2007
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