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The Melting Mirth Of Our Earth
In The Trance Of Galactic Dance
In The Cradle Of A Lasting War
When The Death Knell Calls
Where Angels Are Bartered For Bread
I Walk My Funeral Every Day
Todays Without Yesterdays Have No Tomorrows
The Hands That Hold The Hideous Guns
When Pakistan Pimps For Taliban
Bodies With (Vaginas) With Bodies
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