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Breakdown of the ache
Is a brand of the soul
While the black vulture
Eat fresh meat
In a dark and cold cave into the men's heart
Can you feel the pain?
So why are you smiling?
A child with a false laugh
Try out eleven pounds of anger
Potential gods kill each other
In a contagious poverty war
