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The skies grew black in Richmond |
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The clouds came suddenly, in thunderous wakes the herald of slaughter |
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An oblong hole a mile long |
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A portal to nowhere? Or perhaps a portal to putrescent party-foul |
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Water spills forth, billions of tons, out from the sky, people running for their lives |
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Drowning in fear, sickening stench, unable to breathe bong water, beer, and piss |
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Water spills forth, billions of tons, out from the sky, dead bodies floating open-eyed |
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Drowning in fear, sickening stench, unable to breathe bong water, beer, and piss |
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Bongwaterlogged corpses floating |
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Twisted dead faces are bloating |
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Gross |
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Senselessly submerged |
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Sick |
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Mummies reemerge |
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Contaminated mass of murdered funky-smelling zombies murmur |
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Objections to their new form |
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And other bodies bob above the lurid sea of gruesome gore |
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Victims of resin storms |
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Shuddersome, the mutants come in droves they swim through weed-like scum |
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Fluids used to transform |
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Flesh turned green like some bad dream, aquatic beasts and fearsome fiends |
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Water spills forth, billions of tons, out from the sky, people running for their lives |
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Drowning in fear, sickening stench, unable to breathe bong water, beer, and piss |
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Water spills forth, gajillions of tons, out from the sky, dead bodies floating open-eyed |
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As mutants some survive, even then not alive |
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Human life to deprive, liquids are pushed inside |
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Mummified in bong water |
