Full Circle at the King's Table: The undoing

It's dusk! the walls are thin hands peering in. The coral man finds it hard to breathe as filth and rot wreathe.

This table he lay, this table newborns are slain. No guilt, no concern, for luxury is the unspoken antidote; "if it's unreleased it's good enough to gloat".

Come all, come see, we'd sell you the washed out version for free. Your beliefs and values all diluted, shall we? Take your time, observe what you may, the issues are new everyday. Even at his own peril, the show must go on still.



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