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Shacklws, shacklws
Shacklws, shacklws

Spark of libido was doused

in golden dust.

Let the darkness decide

the ascension of ice.

The possession of naked rose,

him, the pure jewel

panicks in the manipulation of hands

crawling on the purple sea

of corals. A battle starts

for a mystic wheel, for opening

the door of heaven. A sooty

entrance in the hall of sins.

The gathering of queens, a flock

of serpents; the failing guts

of the hero, what if the city

that never wakes.

Satish Verma

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SHACKLWS

Spark of libido was doused

in golden dust.

Let the darkness decide

the ascension of ice.

The possession of naked rose,

him, the pure jewel

panicks in the manipulation of hands

crawling on the purple sea

of corals. A battle starts

for a mystic wheel, for opening

the door of heaven. A sooty

entrance in the hall of sins.

The gathering of queens, a flock

of serpents; the failing guts

of the hero, what if the city

that never wakes.

Satish Verma

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SHACKLWS

Spark of libido was doused

in golden dust.

Let the darkness decide

the ascension of ice.

The possession of naked rose,

him, the pure jewel

panicks in the manipulation of hands

crawling on the purple sea

of corals. A battle starts

for a mystic wheel, for opening

the door of heaven. A sooty

entrance in the hall of sins.

The gathering of queens, a flock

of serpents; the failing guts

of the hero, what if the city

that never wakes.

Satish Verma

---------------------------------------------

SHACKLWS

Spark of libido was doused

in golden dust.

Let the darkness decide

the ascension of ice.

The possession of naked rose,

him, the pure jewel

panicks in the manipulation of hands

crawling on the purple sea

of corals. A battle starts

for a mystic wheel, for opening

the door of heaven. A sooty

entrance in the hall of sins.

The gathering of queens, a flock

of serpents; the failing guts

of the hero, what if the city

that never wakes.

Satish Verma

---------------------------------------------

SHACKLWS

Spark of libido was doused

in golden dust.

Let the darkness decide

the ascension of ice.

The possession of naked rose,

him, the pure jewel

panicks in the manipulation of hands

crawling on the purple sea

of corals. A battle starts

for a mystic wheel, for opening

the door of heaven. A sooty

entrance in the hall of sins.

The gathering of queens, a flock

of serpents; the failing guts

of the hero, what if the city

that never wakes.

Satish Verma

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