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Where hunters and woodcutters once slept in their boots by the dying light of their thousand fires and went on, old teutonic forebears with eyes incandesced by the visionary light of a massive rapacity, wave on wave of the violent and insane, their brains stoked with spoorless analogues of all that was, lean aryans with their abrogate semitic chapbook reenacting the dramas and parables therein and mindless and pale with a longing that nothing save dark's total restitution could appease.
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Where
hunters
and
woodcutters
once
slept
in
their
boots
by
the
dying
light
of
their
thousand
fires
and
went
on,
old
teutonic
forebears
with
eyes
incandesced
by
the
visionary
light
of
a
massive
rapacity,
wave
on
wave
of
the
violent
and
insane,
their
brains
stoked
with
spoorless
analogues
of
all
that
was,
lean
aryans
with
their
abrogate
semitic
chapbook
reenacting
the
dramas
and
parables
therein
and
mindless
and
pale
with
a
longing
that
nothing
save
dark's
total
restitution
could
appease.
