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Gas: bitter death |
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A bleeding brood, a group of survivors |
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Outskirts of a dead city |
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Four females young, yelling at a lost city |
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Exodus from the underground |
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Condemned people |
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Seeking shelter from the undead |
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Neanderthals |
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Travel round in front of lost architecture -- ruins -- |
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Tread dead dust |
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A neo-Neanderthal ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls |
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Liver-slices |
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Hacking in green blubbery human meat |
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Devour a urinous offal from all dead |
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Pulses were beating in their eyes, veiling the obscure sight |
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Their human eyes scream to the wasteland out of horror of their forecoming death |
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Before the dim dead sun |
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A shrouded massive cloudmass, a scattered dying maze |
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Crossbreeding between the red sun and the puzzle |
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Dead breaths the living breathe. |
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Mankind finds itself facing extinction |
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Self-preservation -- an ongoing saga of modern man facing his darkest side |
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Gas: bitter |
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Death: the four survivors |
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A period of time has passed |
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Isolated pockets of humanity struggle to survive |
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Looking for something lost in a past era: |
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Death yet life |
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Abolition of life |
