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Oct 2015
I had a little lamb
Its fleece was white as snow
I covered it all in red
With the blood of my foes
Now it haunts your dreams
As you count yourself to sleep
Can't get it out of your mind
My little lamb's red behind
Refined in Flames
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Refined in Flames  Charleston, SC
(Charleston, SC)   
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   Lior Gavra
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