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black sun dyingblack sun risingis this impureis this impure?shadow of locustthis is beastshadow of locustthis is at leastthe slow descent of autumninto the butcher gardenblack sun dyingblack sun risingis this impureis this impure?children, it's midnightit's time, we've comehand in handon earth, in hellsick or wellwe're bleeding - all over - the worldyou and meon land and seain life, in dreamsor, so it seemsnew beginningsnew endsit's obviousit's himthe deafeningbeautifulsilence...of sin!
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