The Cult
Mark Barecki
Old Altar of God now turn into pagan whorehouse  Holy sanctuary looks diabolic  New era of new Rotten mind  The statue similar like many religious characters cries with bloody tears  Cult of devils demonic faith  vivid blasphemy  Golden years of absurd and grotescue now  Old cannibal rituals again  Holy Has new meaning 
2020-12-20 07:40:41
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Why?
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I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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وردةٌ قبِيحة
تُومِي.
و مَا الّذي يجعلُ مصطلحُ الوردة قبِيحة؟ -مَا الّذي تنتظرهُ من وردةٍ واجهت ريَاح عاتية ؛ وتُربة قَاحلة و بتلَاتٍ منهَا قَد ترَاخت أرضًا ، مَا الّذي ستصبحهُ برأيك؟
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