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Dismal Euphony - Magma

I construct a mechanical smile

And face the solid wall, with pride

Loosing, falling, tears in our eyes

Swirling like diordered flies



Ceased and torn

Ravaged and forlorn

Ten times the horror

A thousand times the scorn



Pleaasures of the flesh

Are left behind the door

We rise in deadly lust

Our flesh is on the floor
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