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The compilation of aggression is a far-fetched book,
It has bonds of degree, the findings are there inside.
Inside the body and its soap of heaven remains are clear
Over the waters of our own bodies, the corpse is clearly us.
The Blackened Mansion
A mansion blackens due to the night of its laughter,
You similarly betray nobody when you are the house.
A palace erected by decency corrects the longest paper,
You artistically endeavour from a seat to express his concern.
A Penalty For The Effects
The effects deliver a penalty, for them we contrive,
The inventors are awake in the old yard, picking and solving.
May they all lose once and for all, in the efforts to investigate
What may be the solution for your problem so highly regarded.
A Man Of Thought
The semblance of a man contains fury,
Force is this semblance, offered by the unique.
My golden appetite occurs sometimes,
Open the gates of freedom when ill.
Suffering An Action
An announcement follows an action of dire strength,
The maddening relief has made guns and rifles.
Your hand rejects the firing of men, the whole band of skills,
Then finally a singing and tiring song mastered itself.
The Dead Have Awoken
This house madly speaks to the throat of wrong,
Hastening its grasp on the young, a felony has hatched.
This house runs deep to swallow for the pen
To write a fortune of darkness, of sheer desire.
Killing Star In Vision
This star awakes for the kill, just about there, to stall
And swear its strength of purpose, inside the hemisphere,
Like a bud of a flower, like a sentence needed answering,
Of awkward knowledge is this sun of ours in times of dread.
Airs That Suppress
Boundless airs suppress my conduct to be,
The atmosphere leaps out to the spine;
Boundaries are amiss, my strength is sudden,
And appearing before me an apparition.
Harrowing heights besiege the misty mind,
A towering life is upon me and my lines of desire.
The fuel of this helicopter is my own, it is my own,
Then finally my performance is older than him.
Toothsome material beckons total teasing,
You must return for the throats and livers.
The food consumed by the thieves of sin,
Actually spent on you, shall be believers.

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