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Jan 13, 2007 06:16

I come down like a bloody rain cuts up flesh sky,
Pulse beating under, yeah
Meat petals bloom in a bone garden
Ain't no god, no ghost gonna save you now

I sell souls at the side of the road
Would you like to take a number?

... why do I get the strange feeling I can write a vaguely creepy short story based on these lyrics? I certainly know I want to....
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