(Transcribed by Thatyou) Severed hands of tragedy tears of the men and stolen all tried to pass their children all tried to kiss them somehow whats here to feel this morning formed into a worn of gun (???) wondered how it liked the days if they're inside and now you're dead though (???) whoooooooaaaaahhhhhhhh oooooooooooo I basically have no clue on the lyrics of the last verse. No one go on home in down reach out in front of an a medalion when I beat the world some........ (???)
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