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Rain of water Turns to rain of blood. A reign of terror, Falling from above. A maniacal laughter rings out Like a sinister clown. We have porcelain faces With a painted frown. Riots erupt, Fear is obsolete; We have been here before, No point in a retreat. Progress? None is made. Stuck in a dark setting, Ringmaster of a black parade.
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
Black Parade (Progress?)
Rain of water Turns to rain of blood. A reign of terror, Falling from above. A maniacal laughter rings out Like a sinister clown. We have porcelain faces With a painted frown. Riots erupt, Fear is obsolete; We have been here before, No point in a retreat. Progress? None is made. Stuck in a dark setting, Ringmaster of a black parade.
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
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