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as might will rise to the fallen eyes as we sway to the decaying lies that were told to our face these words were not the truth the rotting flesh was smelled of unyouth for one day this shall suprise of the missing shall one day rise to the unspoken shall fall listen closely you may hear our whispers and fears that rise out of the shadows shall we hear your dreams your hope and your enemies shall fear most shall never take damage from here again . . . .
