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The Sky is Drowning in the Blood of a Thousand Virgins
In the Middle of a peaceful Time
glaring into distances of beauty
At Smoking piles of refuge the people cry
Such an unpleasantry
Death is dying in darkness
crying
lying and cheating
killing, beating
bruises hurt hearts
worse than your cast of spells
and soul selling for your life,
is dying for your death
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