THE DEMONS PLAY
hot claws burst through bodily flesh grasping with there burning touch the devils turn to tourture you caught with in its flaming clutch
twisting fingers probe the soul searing scorching as they go tearing nails reap pain to bear crushing twisting every where
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(calling this style/set/tech ethereal myst.. it kinda staggered into my mind one day whilst i was seriously needing some stronger pain meds, as far as i know this is the only real seriouse piece im going to do in this style but i do have lots ideas fer some pretty pics )
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