Like Krackatoa Goes The Room
Three Strikes Your Out
This One Got A Dust Cloud Centered Around It
It's Orbiting The Park Like Jupiter
Gonna Make Me Cry Hail Lucifer
And Still Bear The Crucifix On My Breast
I Was Blest With Intelligence My Loves.
I'm Telling You Guy.
I Won't Shy Away
I See Alpine Glades Subdued Under The Radiation Of The Sun.
For Everyone To Enjoy The Warmth I Have Given You.
There Must Be A Cooling Of Healing
Trust In Your Own Intelligence
Yes You Can Keep Up
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