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I hid under cover, waited for my orders |
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A clown whispered in my ear, "you're not a soldier" |
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I awoke with a grail in my hand |
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I sipped it as I went down the octagonal stairway |
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Compassion was my weakness |
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I declared war for no reason |
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Then I awakened, brass knuckles on my hands |
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I punched the walls as I went down the octagonal stairway |
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I laid in the hearse, saw the southern lights |
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And I awakened with a novel in my hand |
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I read it as I descended the octagonal stairway |
