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I got home late this evening, stumbled up the stair
I
Solar winds are blowing
Neutron star controlling
All is lost, doomed and
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Standing by my window, breathing summer breeze
Saw a figure floating,
Came in this morning high on a bird's wing
Quite open
The old man's sitting there, his head bowed down
Every now
Mercenary batalions
Are poised to strike us down
Terminations conquest
Upon us n
Beware of their coming
Take heed our time is near
Fatality relinguish
Where do we go from here
There must be something near
Changing
Where would you be without music
You would be nowhere at
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Man eatin momma, steam driven hammer
Sorts the men out from
What have you achieved now you're old
Did you fulfill ambition,
Behold 'tis I the commander
Whose grip controls you all
Resist me
Got no silver in my pockets
Got no pillow for my
Now, winter wind fades from my face
My heart will no
