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The Dead, The Living And The City
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Mechanical Poet (2007 Страшные сказки
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Some old press clippings, my uncle's notes, a bas-relief made of clay. The horrors that these convey have given me much dismay. I think I'm starting to go insane. Strange nightmare images haunt my brain. I'm dreaming of a dead city Where Deep Ones swim in depths of night. Where Cthulhu's sleeping while stars go creeping Until the time when they are right. I'm dreaming of a dead city With angles Euclid wouldn't know, That was built strange eons ago, and will [bad word] up from down below. I'm dreaming of a dead city Where Deep Ones swim in depths of night. Where Cthulhu's sleeping while stars go creeping Until the time when they are right. I'm dreaming of a dark future [bad word] by that Three-Lobed Burning Eye; When the Old [bad word] is nigh, and you find that death itself may die.
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