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At your command |
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The dried darkness started |
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Gloating over the last |
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So marvelous banquet |
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Rummaged out by the laughter |
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Of desire |
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The ferryman stood up |
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And poured the blood on the table |
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A noise was made |
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God himself raised his tired eyes |
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And went worried away |
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Satan was looking avidly |
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Attracted woman with his eyes |
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And possessed one alive on the table |
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He laughed at gods |
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Laughed at their helplessness |
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He showed the beauty of his body |
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Changing into snake |
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He slipped between things |
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Gods couldn't spot that |
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Choked by immortality |
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It's a night of unification |
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And Satan laughed at their old age |
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He will give birth to |
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The god of one moment |
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Of one tear |
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Who having touched the blood |
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Will find death in it |
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He was full of contempt for another gods |
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But he suffered cause he knew |
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That his son, who would never |
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Experience nether suffering nor joy |
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Would die having touched the blood |
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And there's plenty of blood everywhere |
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If you were a creator, |
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Sun The Power would fall down before you |
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And children would fall down before you |
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And children would and the feast on they knees |
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In you were a creator, |
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Sun You wouldn't have let gods to come to |
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Earth And tears are gathering together |
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And laughing at our weakness |
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And our subjection that resembles |
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The dog's subjection |
