🌟sparkles of life💥 :
❤️🔥😍Wow! 🤘😜What a crazy experiment and full of heavy essence😈🔥🖤In the glass womb of the laboratory, where green bile ferments like a dream, two skeletons sing. One tears his soul from the violin, the other pours his thunder from the guitar. They have no more flesh, only the strings, their veins of light remain.
From the vapor of poison, dragon cubs are born, sparks with wings, children of fear and longing. They grow from the palms of the skeletons, they grow until they no longer fit in the world. The world locks them between bars, then, tired of being afraid anymore, raises them to the altar.
In the place of God, now stands a dragon's eye, a moon of scales that does not blink. Watch as down on the ground, a night with an iron sole, a black boot, treads on an open book, a bird with wings in the mud, which is still trying to fly.
🎻🎸💥💫❤️🔥And yet the strings sing. In fire, like tongues of flame that never go out. In water, like fish of light that never drown. In metal, like chains that have learned to sound like prayer🥳😍❤️🔊⚡✨🌟⭐💫💥
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