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SWIRLING IN AND OUT VOICES MADE, THROUGH THE NOISE IS PLAYED, STRANGE DEMONIC SOUNDS, INCAPSULATED, WE ARE, FOUND ABOUT, IN QUIET WHISPERS, ENCASED IN MADNESS, THAT SURROUNDS, BEGINS TO SHOUT. THE PAIN FROM INSIDE, SINK UNDERGROUND, IN THE VOID WE HIDE, THEN RISE TO FLOAT, FOR THE TIME TO EXORCISE, THE DEMONS THAT BURN BEHIND THE EYES, OUT OF BODY, AND OUT OF MIND..........
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