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MURDER fallen idol hanged man great winds
rides the mill further into the vast limits
do not exist five day pain closer now than ever
birds escape mute flock of winds one with weather
sight is getting dim
MURDER fallen idol hanged man great winds
rides the mill further into the vast limits
do not exist five day pain closer now than ever
birds escape mute flock of winds one with weather
sight is getting dim