The Primitive Machinery


Indifferent to the process it still creates indifferent to the outcome it sill
Operates this wheel of doom and perpetual sickness turn

I deem you demiurg lord of abominations

And through forever it spews it's sick the primitive machinery
Perpetual breeding ground of disease the primitive machinery







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