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oh those place you've been
truth as fable
so damn far from heaven
some much more that you need like
an unset table
lost in dead forest everything arcs
yes the horns are showing
your somber womb throws sparks
vile mead red and glowing
you've crashed on hot sands
your carrion soul on ice
touched by the familiar old hans
as they carve out their price

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mask ensemble blues
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