It was a night
I sang so right
with a vagabond
He gave you his hat
For a sitting
and his dogs were tired
But we at yer place
The dead rose from sleep
As a child the strings rang
Almost like Ang & Pang
But saliva fills my trough
As it echos from wizards
Such a witch distraught
I saw you
you were mine
I saw you It was that time that
You were distraught
I saw you you made those movies
I saw you you made that sound
I saw you
You were Dead
I am alive !!!!
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