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Vampire Rave
02:56 May 07 2008
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Like flash-bangs the visions parade inside my skull
Optic nerves pulses with white letters inside walls of orange and red
Darkness spawned from between dawns
Like a carnival of fanged clowns and glass jars with two headed dead babies
The midway littered with the corpses of all the people from the towne
Who don't know they are dead yet
Exsanguinated fat preachers and schoolmarms
with dyed blonde hair
And little brother and baby sister there
hand in hand
Cold wind whistles and the tents flap
but theres no sound from anything living
The roustabouts and carnies vanished with the dawn
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