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Fayre Inongenes Stote (Single)

by Isabella James

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My contorted face under dirt, My contorted face under dirt Buried in a box under a grave that reads, Ares god of war. And I'm so used to the taste of blood, I can constantly feel its arms around me, A prisoner to cold and crimson hands, On my breasts. Salmacis eyes are seering my neck, With a branding heat and a perverse glare, Narcissus dragging me along the floor, Tarmac in place of sex. The stars ignore me, I am never malkuth I am, Abused by kether, All branches ache inside me. The dirt is powerless to mimic, But it can't swallow, These legs of mine, This lonely body. Salmacis eyes are seering my neck, With a branding heat and a perverse glare, Narcissus dragging me along the floor, Tarmac in place of sex. Salmacis eyes are seering my neck, With a branding heat and a perverse glare, Narcissus dragging me along the floor, Tarmac in place of sex. Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Mother Mary hold him closer. Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Mother Mary Bury her. Mother mother mother, Bury me.
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released February 26, 2024

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