Let's go into the bloody labyrinth, where the ugly faces of hunchback worms can face us down. Let's take matches and a gilded swan and start a fire, to roast the angel's eyes, then crush all the butterflies with our tongues. We can wear hob nail boots and with them shunt the boatman down the Styx. "Get lost, ferryman! Your time has come!"
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