There are million faces that Ive never seen There are floating eyes that are staring at me There are million fates that I have never lived So many whispering voices call us to convene So lets meld up to twisted flesh We unify ourselves in viscous mesh Now were born as new essence And each of us is cells in this weird concrescence A painful pleasure its thing, we want to share With all who know how beauty, sicknmadness there We pull our bounded arms, so nasty and obscene Whispering voices call us to convene So lets meld up to twisted flesh We unify ourselves in viscous mesh Now were born as new essence And each of us is cells in this weird concrescence
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