.Behold the fluid so sacred. Enshrouded by time and those who forsaw
The end I am calamity and I am the plague, the
Third angel has blown his horn from the cold void comes
Vermouth the star to sour the soil of man.
Bed to rest mankind for sanctuaries are now abbatoires as
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