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[00:13.71]It's approaching
[00:24.33]600 pounds gas and flesh
[00:28.02]Robes in tatters
[00:31.33]It's approaching
[00:34.51]Lips and tongue abhorrent
[00:41.74]Flickering lexicon
[00:50.08]Or a stray dog pack leader
[00:54.60]Hide hide, all good people hang out for a result
[01:02.98]Hide dive hide, reasonable people in silence do exult
[01:09.88]Realm of dusk
[01:23.25]The Northerns
[01:39.74]Look at the North ones
[01:41.99]Their brains are unhinged by the sun
[01:48.84]Rare stone
[01:51.91]Our (faeces/faces) are rare stone
[01:56.59]It comes to take them
[01:58.05]Move out the armies
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