Oh, The Angel's omen creeps slowly into my mind.
Where it slithers and squirms.
As I sit here, food for worms.
I walk.
I hault!
In the face of danger I slip away,
To an ethereal void!
Waddya guys think of it?
Where it slithers and squirms.
As I sit here, food for worms.
I walk.
I hault!
In the face of danger I slip away,
To an ethereal void!
Waddya guys think of it?
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