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Rummage at these bones Your stomach must be filled today Hallucinations of your tomb stone You must not be led astray Woe the passing time You cannot allow life to play like a pantomime Oh the angel of death is coming Pushing and shoving None shall get in his way I pray it is not the end today.
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 9:18 AM UTC
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Rummage at these bones Your stomach must be filled today Hallucinations of your tomb stone You must not be led astray Woe the passing time You cannot allow life to play like a pantomime Oh the angel of death is coming Pushing and shoving None shall get in his way I pray it is not the end today.
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 9:18 AM UTC
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