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Mar 2011
Sassafras,
kiss my ***.
Wash your hair,
with mayonnaise.
Death rays of the dark days.

Tissues, for the weak,
crime’s, at a peak.
Do not stain your white clothes,
play the oboe of hope.
Listen to the music cry,
now fly, now fly, now fly!

Death rays of the dark days.
Death rays of the dark days,
death rays of the dark days,
death rays of the dark days!

The dark days, the dark days,
the dark days, the dark days.
The dark days, the dark days,
the dark days, the dark days.

See the way,
the moon shines on the water.
A beautiful image,
the death of a brother.

We are looking for change,
that we can’t find.
But we are in range,
we’re not far behind.

Death rays of the dark days,
didn’t last long,
just a phase.
Death rays of the dark days,
to a false god,
we will praise.

Death rays of the dark days,
didn’t last long,
just a phase.
Death rays of the dark days,
to a false god,
we will praise.

We will praise, we will praise,
to a false god,
we will praise.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio- From Traveling Through Time
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
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Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  27/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(27/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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