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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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