The Plague of Marcus (Prelude) Lyrics

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Cover art for The Plague of Marcus (Prelude) lyrics by Parenthetical Girls

I'm fairly certain that it's "Till all the perfumes of Prussia can't sweeten up her lovely little head" and then "And her wounds will weep, and my knees went weak" "Sell all the pretty things" "Sell off everything you did"

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