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Burn The Priest
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Lies of Autumn
As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper Thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke Rising from a butt ground out on my arm
Step into this decay and experience dissolution Crucified on a plank of cruelty Crucified on a plank of apathy
Immobile for the cold duration Huddled in isolation, to sleep the winter away
As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper Thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke Rising from a butt ground out on my arm
Step into this decay and experience dissolution Crucified upon a plank of cruelty and apathy
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