Savagely hunted this feral beast is
by phantoms of perception.
Ravaged cognition and aid of nowise,
a nightmarish introspection.
This beast she sit and rap till Aurora
pass in routine fashion,
but this morn she could not pass remoras
descent beyond all ration.
The architect of her doom
howls at the flourescent moon.
Howl
Howl
Howl
Howl at the flourescent moon.
Howl
Howl
Howl
Howl along in perfect tune.
Howl
Howl
Howl
Howl at the flourescent moon.
Howl
Howl
Howl
Till your throat is all but hewn.
Howl
Howl
Howl
Howl at the flourescent moon.
Howl
Howl
Howl
Till she rest in vacant room.
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