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desired Exequiet rites now performed, a coronach sooting up the flu Enter my execrable inferno, even in the after-life there's work to do
Tell me when the slaughter stops Niggas dying over coronachs Everybody crying face drying from them water drops Anything for they block a damn thing
mirth hiding behind the mask Then he heard the stentorian noise beyond the mountains The ancient coronach of flora and fauna He remembered an old gnostic
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