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Jul 2021
come out of him Satan
for thou
encourage us
to drink from
the
poison well of evil
to gain access to the world of chaos
but
now we speak in tongues
then
I shall say
turn them loose Satan
thus
we are
scattered through the winds of autumn
Written by
Stu Harley
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