And the Award For Best Saviour Goes To
A revolution just a turn
a cause just a principle aimed
A martyr a cross between a mouse and a satyr
the licking of lips a salvation
Des is so tiny
And at just the middle of fate
The dome that set me free
the only place you wont find me
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