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How many sins before the final medcine The medcine of peace When the soul leaves the body When the corpse is burned And the ashes are flow Oh! How much I crave the medecine But I know I am not prepared for that drug
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Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 1:58 AM UTC
Medcine
How many sins before the final medcine The medcine of peace When the soul leaves the body When the corpse is burned And the ashes are flow Oh! How much I crave the medecine But I know I am not prepared for that drug
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Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 1:58 AM UTC
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