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Black grass
Rotting
Depression field
No movement, dry
Depression field
No movement, dry
Welcome to the depression field
Your meaningless life is over
Now it remains to you only despair
The reflections of your lies
The horrible place
Is to Beautiful
Compared to
Your fucking curia
The horrible place
Is too beuatiful
Compared to
Your fucking curia
Rotting flowers, rotting flowers
