Thrown to the hell below.
Here come all the signs a’breaking.
You know strange is the way he made us.
Lost in the Burning Sun.
I can’t tell what is damned or sacred.
You want it.
You need it.
You feel it in your bones.
Touch it.
Go on take it.
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