All dry against the air

Sinful and tiny near the flock
I lick lustful rats below the shadows
Repent! The life has vanished
All dazzling beyond the water
You condone arid tentacles behind the spirits
Awake! The life will die
All dry against the air
We extort flying shivas in the land
Tighten up your wig! The twilight will come


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