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Traditional Fire

from Pangea by PlasticBag FaceMask

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See him praying to his God. Take him home. Crucify priests.

Stone chamber, damp hallways, finding riddles in the scraps. Press on, each key, unlocks a monster.

Walk.

Violent or fake, your mind unravels all the same.
Can't find enough matches in the dark,
The tools are missing in the lake,
Need to bury this lost art,
The monsters chase relentlessly,
The path leads me to this church,
The altar continues to bleed.

Mother. Where are you?
Father. Where are you?
These demons have taken me in.
They are calling me their own.

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from Pangea, released April 12, 2013

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