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The people, they smile The evil they seek The Guard, He cries The secret he keeps The King, he laughs The people are fools The God, he sleeps Caring not what to do The guard steps aside letting in the dogs And the pain has arrived The land falls apart The lives all gone to waste The god spits trying to get rid of the foul taste...
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Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 10:14 PM UTC
The crown is fake
The people, they smile The evil they seek The Guard, He cries The secret he keeps The King, he laughs The people are fools The God, he sleeps Caring not what to do The guard steps aside letting in the dogs And the pain has arrived The land falls apart The lives all gone to waste The god spits trying to get rid of the foul taste...
montay-henson
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Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 10:14 PM UTC
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