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Too Late
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Damocles
Burn their bones after they rot. Let the memory turn to dust. Watch the plague gorge itself. See it build the living hell. Angel of death, messiah. Punish the guilty, justice we desire. Sweat drying on factory floors. Children dying in foreign wars. Families starve, campaigns bloat, as outraged waive their right to vote. Angel of death, we desire.
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