Flood
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Cursed are we who walk like beasts yet look like men. We breathe
temptation. We live in sin. Cast away, to them we are remains and every
fucking chance they get they take and take and take. They build the
cages, we take the bait. They dig the ditches, we'll add the weight. So creep
to life from every gutter in this town. Piss in every sewer, over flow
the underground. No fucking roses, there's no one worth forgiving. We'll
burn the dead for warmth and wait. Disease will find the living.
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