The plague has found our dwelling.
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A sober institution.
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It's at our houses.
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Living, feeding on the helpless.
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A false try from behind a razor blade smile.
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We hold the children in our hands and guide them.
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There are no innocent victims.
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My only light need be the light of experience.
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This is the massacre of tranquility.
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We'll Let The Dice Decide
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| Kingston Falls |
