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Slough Feg
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Atavism
Descending and turning A shadow with soles in his hand Standing alone by the garden I hear his command Swaying blindly, under a moribund sun Strangely the pain has only begun
Painlessly crossing the yard-lines, The ball in his hand Piles of bodies dispatched in the grass And the sand Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Helmets crashing, under the weight of the one Vaguely aware the pain has begun
Out of the window the sirens of slaughter begin Whistling alone in the silence I hear them come in Fading, blinded, foraging under the leaves Strangely the pain is finally relieved
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