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For what is to come you have been forever blind.
No interpretation for the things that you see inside.
Voices of the future echo lost behind.
Dreams departed flesh, never to be just like
meandering thoughts and faces; in crawls life.
The dingy mist of morning creeps in through crooked blinds
and falls on former faces of SSRIs,
the nightmares of the knowing, seeing child bride.

Windows scream it to you:
"No need for any more wastes of time."
Pleasure, a pretender, crouches, grins obscured
in shadow, unaffecting of your plight.

This is the domain of the sick.
This vanity is the hate of God.
Return yourself from this deception.
Return to the loving heart of wrath.

Though the pain means nothing,
unimaginable hells persist in corners of this teeming world.
Traces of the pitchfork-torn lives seep down,
organic as the flower people underground.

This is the domain of the sick.
This vanity is the hate of God.
Return yourself from this deception.
Return to the loving heart of wrath.

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from Safe Haven, released July 16, 2022

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Carlton Heston Atlanta, Georgia

If you're reading this - Gods of the Dead is the good one. Listen to that first if you're going to listen to anything on here. It's actually pretty solid.

Atlanta Monsters' Ball is also nice.

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