Mere Phantoms

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A life in boxes/a life in fear. We are all trespassers here. Disgust for details/irreplicable shapes. A life under cracked ceilings, in front of blue screens, with hands on digits and triggers. Never to know the smell of rain and earth. Never to taste the bark/world disconnect. Take it all away. Parasitic existence.

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from Famine For A Slow Death, released August 14, 2015

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3-Piece grime from Western Pennsylvania.

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