It flows like red lava upon a city of outstretched arms awaiting
Deliverance, awaiting rebirth as infestation beneath the skin of a goddess
Divinity through
Association crawling toward mirages of sand dunes and assembling puzzles
With hammers. The dolls may be fucking but the obscenity is mine alone.
Writer(s): Joseph Hull, J R Hayes, Brian Harvey
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