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slow down our march To a crawl But they can't stave off Their impending destruction O Arthurian mage Call your flame like rain Concentrate
and concrete drums Pound out the oldest rhythm For a second or a thousand years The crowd falls still Arthurian mists of tear gas Distort the field of battle He
I’ve been reading recently A great many medieval works And these involve Particularly in the Arthurian Romance and so forth Knights in combat with
I follow the prophecies, homie I'm destined To pull this flow from the stone like an Arthurian legend Boosting the weapon with every lucrative lesson
we're dancing through cold Berlin Arthurian She's made out of lights Made out of lights Her voice Takes me on a ride Made it in time She said
every country has its Arthurian saviour Sea demons invading England Rhode Islander's aversion to seafood see Cthulhu vomit More vapid vanna white house
the Holy Grail like Arthurian legend dictates Circular table convention, Blak show no affection Stone-faced when secular thought fights science inventions
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