sing to me my museslost in the hot cyclops anarchypossessioninventionblood, bloodspirits, spiritssprits, spiritscalling, callingwhere will these visions lead?how far dare i go?where will this song take me?into the deep unknownyeahspirits, spiritscome, come hope the prophets and the gods came prepared for thisso we dine on divine of the mind impairedpreaching werewolf prayers on a nightly […]
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