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In the slums of the
There was a bag of
Who through the shadows
His was Berkstrum Jones

He had a and kid at home
in the mills all day
As his own name in his
Had faded 'way

He's stuck no real purpose
No life for him to
For already given
All he's got to give

A van picked him up
And they quickly him in
Where his it was mangled up
And his world began to

He awoke some factory
Dangling 'bove the metal
they finally found his use
Inside of tips

Now his isn't peaceful
His still howls and moans
Screams out every tragic
Like the Ballad Of Berkstrum