" Mirrors on the ceilings, they're pink champagne on ice and she said: We are all just prisoners here of our iron device, and in the master's chambers. They gathered for the feast. They stabbed with their steel knives, but they just can't kill the beast. Last night I remembered I was running for the door. I had to find the passage back to the place I was before. Relax said the night man: We are programmed to receive, you can check out any time you like but you can never leave. "




' Just a stone '

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