Life filters through like shutters
Frame by floating frame
As Satan\'s blood burns in the stomach
With corroded noses
Hovering above a porcelain god
Vomit projecting
Cleansing inside
Purging the shit out
From the heart
Strong enough for a horse
Insufflated en masse
They\'re pounding on the door
I\'m puking straight through death
Pure horses in it?
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