We are just a moment in time. A blink of an eye. A dream for the blind. Visions from a dying brain. I hope you don't understand.
I'll meet you when you are dead My morgue awaits for you I am a worker of death I'm a pathologist Pathology is my life My obsession until I die I am a worker of death I'm a pathologist
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