As the dark beast scampered across the lab , thousands of corpses fell out the walls as the creature slashed a huge black scythe on the building . As he clambered inside he saw it . The portal to his homeland of arracheanea . The planet of death.
Bicycle song
A rotten bike leans against a tree like a snail on a wall.
The burst tyres leak air which knocks birds off course .
The broken handles protrude like demons horns.
The shattered light bulb is coated with webs which are encasing it .
The tiny seat with broken springs longs to be sat on.
The rusty gearguard loomed over the broken wheel.
The long grass crawls up the chains , entangling them .
The rusted gears clink and clank in the breeze.
Bicycle song
A rotten bike leans against a tree like a snail on a wall.
The burst tyres leak air which knocks birds off course .
The broken handles protrude like demons horns.
The shattered light bulb is coated with webs which are encasing it .
The tiny seat with broken springs longs to be sat on.
The rusty gearguard loomed over the broken wheel.
The long grass crawls up the chains , entangling them .
The rusted gears clink and clank in the breeze.
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