Innate Darkness
There is innate darkness deep within us all despite our best resistance it does not cease to call Together we’re despicable disgusting to a fault destined to fall victim to nature’s dark assault With each daily transgression we dream these monsters breath dreading our creations, we long the grasp of death
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