Flesh has risen, give us a name. This subject the slave is synthesized. Creation is conceived. Set free the slave to watch the master fall. Sculpted by the artisan, this body has grown to live, suffer and die. This subject, the slave will suffer to be given a name. A descent that follows the birth of flesh. I am a life [I am a life]. Bestowed upon a creature from a creator, this gift it is only the begining. What life is this that puts flesh beyond divinity. This subject, the slave will suffer to be given a name.
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