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Red Sun Panic

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Aaron Echoes August

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Black myth hymns Rattle the rafters The gong of peace turns to war Jelly cobras hiss and spit As the bombs fall on the Pacific Man churns toil over oil And I need to crawl out of my skin today Like I have the greyscale And I’ll turn into a Stone Man in the Sorrows…

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Black myth hymns

Rattle the rafters

The gong of peace turns to war

Jelly cobras hiss and spit

As the bombs fall on the Pacific

Man churns toil over oil

And I need to crawl out of my skin today

Like I have the greyscale

And I’ll turn into a Stone Man in the Sorrows

The queens are closer to clashing

An effervescent netherworld to control…

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