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10.000 needles of
Pin the of last night
the cigarette, now sleep
Let the upon the sheep

The of the world move slow in this hall
And the hunger of hope it starts to

God, God, oh God of
Lick the sounds bleed from his mouth
God of
Rip the heavens the horns of the south

How strong the is
Exhale you fail to
Shut the blinds, and
Let the ghost into mind

The wings of the world move slow in hall
And the of hope it starts to starve

God, God, oh God of
Lick the that bleed from his mouth
God of
Rip the with the horns of the south