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Requiem
Requiem

Mama, mama, forget your
Have faith they won't get
And turn eyes to the bloodshot sky
Your is flying full

At mast for the matadors
Who turned their
To the crowd
And all before the bull

Red was the color of his flowing thin
white was the color of his lifeless skin
Blue was the color of the sky
He saw up from the ground where he died
It was the last thing ever by him

Kyrie

Mama, mama, forget your
Have faith won't get cold
And turn your to the bloodshot sky
Your flag is full

At half for the matadors
Who turned their
To please the
And all fell the bull

Black and white were the that recorded him
Black and white was the he was mentioned in
Black and white was the that so bothered him
He asked, he was taught not to ask
But was on his as they buried him

Rex majestatis

aeternam
Requiem