AnonМess Music
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He Touches Your Sternum, Cracks the Ribs Open Like an Offering Box, and Pulls Out the Rot Of Your Memories.

А Circle Of Candles, Bare Feet On Marble, And A Prayer Repeated Until Words Lose Their Meaning. We Are No Longer Human; We Are He's Flock.

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