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Kane

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Kane

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Kane

WE CAN EVEN PUT BLUEGRASS IN THE RAP
WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY

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Kane

AND WE CAN HAVE THE RAP IN THE BLUEGRASS

WE HAVE

THE TECHNOLOGY

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2015/10/24, 19:00:15	#35 (post thread)
Kane andima... uhh... adnami... uhhh... FREAKIN' GAWD The Devil's Favorite Demon AKA: Super Über Enigmatic Masochistic Murderer Meuterei, Darc, aaron sux imho, Moo, OMFG Moo!, Luca Blig	aaaaaaaaaand I'm spent jizzes on your face __________________ Tedius Zanarukando wrote: I have learned the horrors of our culture.
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Kane

Well ok I got one more, I love old school early 1900s murder ballads done with old instruments, and since I do play the dulcimer myself, this is another of my favorites since this guy has an edge to his voice I'm just incapable of reproducing:

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Kane

And fucking hell how can I mention old murder ballads without THE BEST ONE EVER:

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It's a very early murder ballad that was remade many times, and it's the best thing Nirvana ever did for sure.

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Kane

Hell I'm not gonna quit

Fuck you

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Kane

And fuck everyone who doesn't like this song

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Kane

I will educate you

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Kane

This thread is now Music University

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Better Ghost

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“The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain. If you can’t lick ’em, join ’em. If it hurts, repeat it. But to praise despair is to condemn delight, to embrace violence is to lose hold of everything else. We have almost lost hold; we can no longer describe happy man, nor make any celebration of joy.”
-Ursula K. Le Guin, “The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas”

“I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for every set of eyes
How can he remember who he’s talking to?
’Cause I know it ain’t me, and I hope it isn’t you”
-Neil Young, “Ambulance Blues”

I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
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Kane

GOOD FUCKING POST AARON

and if we're back on metal now,

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Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
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Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
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Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
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Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
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Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
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Better Ghost

This isn't on YouTube so here

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
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Liquid

Feel free to fix this and tell me how to do it.

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If the URL looks like https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0vqNzbdgvq4, you take everything after the v= and put it between [youtube][/youtube] tags.

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Heavy hearts come hold our hands
The planets help you understand
Light and dark are on and off
And all thats' left is us

Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

And because just one Gentle Giant song doesn't suffice:

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

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Song/album of the year. Sorry, there's no way anyone's gonna top this. It's probably already worked its way into my top 10 metal songs (alongside the likes of Større enn tid, Saknet, Wind of the Night Forests, Tuleen ajettu maa, and Book of the Fallen). I literally cannot find a single fault with anything about this release and cannot recommend it strongly enough to anyone who likes black metal.

Buy it here.

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

Better Ghost

I know I already listed a Drudkh track here. I apparently couldn't restrict myself to just one.

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I’m armed to the teeth Like a fucking animal I ruin everything I get my bony hands on And here we go now over the bridge of sighs We will get a cross like Christ, crucified It’s like a birth but it is in reverse Never gets better, always gets worse
	Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Vaulting, veering, vomiting up the values that victimized me, feeling vast, feeling virginal... was this how he felt? This verve, this vitality... this vision... La voie... la vérité... la vie.
(SPOILER)

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