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High noises, spectral voices, presence in my room
Invitation, unearthly pleasure, dance upon the tomb
They have found me guilty
Now I stand accused
I remember – we were flying low
And we hit something in the air
Friends, tired of waiting for the right donor? Sick of pleading with distant relatives that you hardly know? Well, your worries are over: our stores are always open for your surgical needs. We are… Black Market Body Parts
Aisles of frozen bodies stacked up to the wall
As the audience filled the vast darkness upon the empty theatre, the expensive seats were occupied by moralistic straight-laced citizens mixed right in with criminals, harlots, and lechers, all with the need to satisfy morbid curiosity…
The curtain rises as the fanfare begins
He stalks the night
Through the keyhole light
Hung, drawn and quartered
You deserve even worse