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X marks this day in the darkness, but its view
The blood my boot lace garotte comes clean in a gutter wash

Middle aged whore
Faceless, nameless,
down, rictus twisted
Extinguished from a misery

Sleep comes this night
As a gear in shifts
They will emerge the metal caves
mystery revealed

The day of XX waiting come not
they, to ignore? Or does it not know?

Fear turns to anger... Turns to
Decimation
Something is furious... It's in us... It us

the blood, oh, the blood
A useless, old man's blood

As he drops, I waiting they do not come
Like a stone, does it not see? It makes me hate it even

XXX the will to kill the final decamp
Winds of variance; Rising force blood for invincibility

A garotte turned to a and now a gun
Revolution