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There's no hold The moving has come through The danger passing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark dug up by dogs The stitches torn and broke The raw meat fist you choke Has hit the bloodlite Glass traps open and close on nite flights Glass traps open and close on nite flights On nite flights |
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