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receive
receive - the revelation beaten on a skin drum
using instruments of bone
sheens gone, so tune in
feel the drone
to writhe
to writhe - to a rhythm with the blank eyed primitives
suffer the fire ritual
sheens gone, so tune in
feel the drone
another noise in my head
writhe
look up
head up when the transmitters ready for the signal
to invoke the sun gods
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