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sect. one hut down sect. two sleep still sect. three raw deal next, sect. eight let out whizz-bang set out at point blank three rats slip out set. defeat them i dig out next sense i chuck out next case sect. one sect. two how about sect. eight? wheeze cant be heard it cant reach up there whatevers meaningless thick silence grabs my time they wrap me up they mail me out with a red tag with a black skull laying like "danger: atomic wastes" "the fact never says the truth" Letras de cancionesits on the wall and the first man appears leap out wasted creep out sad rats take a look at next case guilty? or not guilty? sect. one sect. two shut up the thick door rat race raw deal how about sect. eight? shock waves in the sky i cant reah up there whatevers meaningless pitch-black its all up now rats crunch you from head till reach to your toe into bits, and bite off your cats just staring at you lets leap out lets pop out lets cry out slow light starts to point at your face sect. one defeated sect. two defeated rat race, declared next, sect. eight wheeze cant be heard it cant reach up there whatevers meaningless thick silence grabs your time rat crunch you from head till reach to your toe into bits and bits leap out before decomposed what about sect. eight? what about sect. eight?... im knocking the door which leads me to the next section, like the next dimension From Letras Mania