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Title: R.o.d.
Album: Bend Sinister
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It's approaching
600 pounds gas and flesh
Robes in tatters
It's approaching
Lips and tongue abhorrent
Flickering lexicon
Or a stray dog pack leader
Hide hide, all good people hang out for a result
Hide dive hide, reasonable people in silence do exult
Realm of dusk
The northerns
Look at the north ones
Their brains are unhinged by the sun
Rare stone
Our [faeces/faces] are rare stone
It comes to take them
Move out the armies
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