Septahedron (ode to a Metallica song I heard on terrestrial radio while cooking chicken wings)

Strange shape I have become A septahedron, alien voices protrude from all my sides at the same time They assure my sanity telling beyond to horizon Birth of a new amphibian man We belong to her, we belong to the doctor There are bolts inside of me to the fall of the sun

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Original background art by Jeff Jordan. Ghoul writer artist unknown.