all these years misinterpreted. my mental so typical. the instruments are so cold. strapped to this table, this slab burns. tighten the clamps, i can barely twitch. your essence is more to cringe at. hit rewind so i can do it right this time around. tunnel vision straight into the wall. i heard the screams and cries across this country. i lost sleep. i felt the injection and i lost the pain. pestilence i. ved into my veins. cities to salt, the greatest societies crumble and you keep screaming in my ear.


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...And Then There Were None song meanings
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