Pleasure paints perpetual pressure. Chaotic cannons kill on command. Feeling faint, frustration and fury.
Painless corpses falling.
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Fake Rhythm
Pleasure paints perpetual pressure. Chaotic cannons kill on command. Feeling faint, frustration and fury.
Painless corpses falling.
