Scour - Infusorium
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Infusorium Dystopian…
The brotherhood of the black fog…
Greater Ventriloquism…
Bring down the skies…
Levers pulled…
Dead eyes shift…
And the pendulum drops & tilts & sways…
Crust of swale…
Qliphothic Tree of False-Life…
Growth in death…
Death is growth…
Black opaque mask…
Turned valve (and) breathed deeply…
A mockery of creatures…
An explosion from inside out…
A mockery of features…
Skull embedded face up…
Buried feet first…
Faces just above the soil…
Mouth hung open…
Heads twisted backwards, facing up…