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All the educators travelled on about their dawn And the beauty of their wand, and I swore to myself "I'm-a-run from this tomb," oh the Red Monk was dry! He'd drunk from the sky, & from the rustling rye, Oh he split the partitions and sucked out the dye, I am the exiled may, I am the cruellest way, Barbells and letters Shall both find their solace in the Cardinal's sink [birthplace of all that is strong], Though my body is strong as I tear up your lawn And I tear up your lawn, And then your men watched in horror As their Captain was drowned Oh, Libation, libation, the crystal education Though the monestary was shrouded in doubt! Oh the dwarves had no station but to stick to occupation, For graduate school was ruled out, And the blood from the legionnaire will spout from his Underwear and the wicked shall grin as I spout, And the wicked shall grin and the wicked shall grin For Donna out time has run out! And like a drunken and besotten father figure of old Who was pushed on an ice wedge out to sea, and he Letras de cancionesTrembles and he trembles and he puts his heart on tremble And he profits from his guilty memories For the tempest within us is no tempest without us! We won't be discarded. I am your brother in the dawn in the earliest dawn I sucked in the dawn and on, on and on, and all on and on. From Letras Mania