And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead. Madonna. Aged Dolls. И ви ћете нас по Стаза мртвих. Мадона. Агед Лутке.
...This is something you can count on Drip down onto my forehead On to my aorta Drip as fiery cinder Onto the sweltering town So I'm sweet on you I am transparent
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