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Pailing well after days
A mammoth was set
the town and rob the tower
And the alphabet

Close the and bar the gate
But keep the windows
God's alive inside a
the silver screen

Rum was to all the traitors
Pygmies held in check
Bloodhounds nosed the houses
Down alleys sailors crept

Six struck, the pot was boiling
Soup out on passers by
Angels mumbled
Closely watched by god on

Lightning struck out, and brimstone
Boiling oil and steam
Darkness struck molten fury
Flashbulbs glorified the

Not a man who had a
Not a man who be seen
Nothing
(Not nor number)
Echo stormed its scream

Daybreak with sands of gladness
Rotting all it rotted
peeped out on their neighbors
Inside fireside gleam

Shalimar, the trumpets
Angels wholly all shall
alive will meet the prophets
Those at peace shall see wake