Stranger Visions of Our Fleeting Lifetimes
The die is cast
lungs turn to rust
another one bites the dust
Quick! Hide Roxy
Queen; she is a-coming!
Abandon Abadon's ship
Abandon tea
make way for the ancient mariner
Pigs to the sea.
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