[Chorus]
I feel them all, great mass of color
Flooded in my bed
I feel them all, great mass of color
Flooded in my bed, dissolving into red.
[Post-Chorus]
(Can I accept I’m real?)
Quid tandem?
Privatae res vestrae
quo statu sunt?
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Quid quiden ignis Deust est.
Ager uritur
urbs obsidetur
belli gloria penes
hostes est.
Beati qui lavant vestimenta
sua in sanguine Agni
ut sit potestas eorum in ligno vitae,
et per portas ingrediantur civitatem.
Sed fugit interea
fugit inreparabile tempus.
Fiat.
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Have fun tonight.
Assorted October scenes on expired black and white #kodakadvantix.
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