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And from the sky began to rain blood |
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Touching our flesh, dissolved to bones |
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Landing in pale piles in the dirt |
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Then came the mighty hail, powder us |
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Powder that blew with the dirt and dust |
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Ran into the cracks in the earth |
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That lead to it's hot center hell |
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How it came to be |
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And so easily |
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How we wasted all this time |
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Yours, theirs, ours, and mine |
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Like and idiot |
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He held along! |
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He was polishing |
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It all away! |
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It all started with unholy fools and selves |
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Who need it! |
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How this came to be |
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And so easily |
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How we wasted all this time |
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Yours, theirs, ours, and mine |
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Though we should sell our souls |
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The day was smouldering |
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Far enough! |
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We all have a little heaven in ourselves |
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How this came to be |
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And so easily |
