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• Artiste: Starkweather
• Titre: All Creatures Damned and Divine
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Father pestilence rasps in cicada speech. His countenance crowned in a halo of flies multifaceted gaze transfixed on the hourglass. Tactile sensory perception in crepitant hands reveals flaws in parchment derma. A regalia of weeping sores. In this place where the air is stagnant with the weight of disinfectant and decay. An unknown geography to place his head to the ground. Commune with all creatures damned and divine. Teeth rattling tremors emanate from approaching footsteps. Time has always been the enemy. I wish to slip this skin for rebirth. The air here, the air here is stagnant with the weight of disinfectant and decay. An unknown geography to place his head to the ground. Commune with a creatures damned and divine. Fingers to the concrete divining. Time has always been the enemy. It has always been the enemy. Presently twisted into grotesquerie. I wish to slip this skin for rebirth. Time has always been the enemy. Time has always been the enemy. It's unparalleled ravaging. Sleep bereft of dreams. These pleasures denied drives me to distraction. Reality bends in idle hands slip this skin, slip this skin. For rebirth. Time has always been the enemy.