"Ad mala patrata haec sunt theatra parata.
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick mortis
Ask me; you question me.
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint?..."Reality Check
"Rip it. Tearing me. Need it bad. Need that pain inside of me.
There's no pain without my name.
There is no pain without...
Said rip you baby yeah...."Rivers Edge / Strip the Flesh
"Writhe among the flesh.
{We} stroke your fearful eyes.
Penetrations will collide, as I crawl inside.
As your eyes begin to slip, you come alive in my caress...."|
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