Bert
08/19/2025 (Tue) 13:28
No.37398
del
My ears are ablaze from hearing the perverted symphonies they call human tongue
My eyes are regressing back into the eye sockets
My mouth, I have no mouth and yet, I must scream
And the stench, the stench being blown here from below, where the foul abominations dwell, below the permanent industrial fog of untold horrors, acursed machinery and decaying cadavers.
Why am I here? Just to suffer?
My eyes are regressing back into the eye sockets
My mouth, I have no mouth and yet, I must scream
And the stench, the stench being blown here from below, where the foul abominations dwell, below the permanent industrial fog of untold horrors, acursed machinery and decaying cadavers.
Why am I here? Just to suffer?