Web made of sinister plots, lobotomized, tortured thoughts Your words and what is sacred gives me the right to rape you I want to find, I want to inflict all the pains you forgot to feel Shadows branded on souls, in minds, subconscious revealed, has nowhere to hide (Most destructive of shadows made in a graven image of the self) So be it known, you haven't any belonging.
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