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what do you fear?a puncture and the pain will endyou did that mess all by yourselfyou should be pleased with punishmentall you can do is to relentno one will mourn a bastard's deathnow godon't you thinkit's a strange way to weed?we've the big crowdto bet all on a dice rollentrust a life to a phone callpeople hate through a glass wallenjoying a gladiator's fallin a match he had to lose
Rit.what do you bid?what do you hope to find?what do you seek?there's a great show tonightoh, it's the priestbringer of a salvationthat he is unable to grantown your sins before the Lord
God'll help you if you repentfacing the stingfacing the foe to livefacing the deedfacing a terror to beat
Rit.it is so near
I can feel my body diethere's no more fearbut hell is all this right...?
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