Super Casket from Rebels Defects by Xrin Arms

6.Super Casket
Spectral skeleton grabbing on two necks. Severed finger pushing in your soft spot.
Rectangle landslide, mausoleum insides, my death reeks of candy shoved in your windpipes.
Orange nails, black woods, born burned.
Touch the fingertips pointed at the moon, rainbow vomit discharge all over high noon.
Annihilation imprints fluttering, backwards cremations with infants muttering...
"Cruel, cold grasp of life won't melt."
My tentacles are content as stripped leather. Miracles been bent in the center.
Got off the white horse, took off my face, digested their homes+bit down on their smoke.
I'm a dead man walking on dead men, apprehended by ghosts.

• Experimental
• Underground
• alternative electronic
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