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Old Man Gloom - Bells Dark Above Our Heads lyrics
Drones carry my body to the top of the mountain of gods carrion circle the corpse of pale faces ears sewn shut and poke like fingers towards the waiting sun and I see the hole in your skull where your soul leaked out dead |
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