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Severed Head Of State Power Hazard Ep

History counts its dead in round numbers, euphemisms and statistics? one thousand and one remains one thousand as though the one never existed. Faith

They have already written my eulogy though I am still standing and I still breathe. No fear inside? no end in sight? I am not close to that endless night

los on this pitch dark plain while ignorant armies clash in the night. There is a war after war and rumors of war exploding from the east. The devils in power

All of my years have been a sick charade, trying to stop the clock and trying to end this parade. I got my funeral started a long time ago... Embalmed