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DOWNLOAD : Lyric : A Cut Head between your hand , My looking At a decomposed Clock And sad , Impatient Poems and a tired wolf that is Fearless of weapon To my doubts for Principle of existence , to your Spite of solitude in being drunk And regret for smelling you and deep of disaster not seeing you A vessel whose destiny is occlusion and your crime that is a scream in wind the end of stories
