Motsuk
Abdicate
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The smell emulating tells me
that...
Now lithe serpent its your time,
to rise, to suffice
The stars are now alinged for you to rise...
Now lithe serpent its your time,
to rise, to suffice
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NOW LITHE SERPENT IT'S YOUR TIME
While the childern sleep tight, you'll rise...
anew
You must erect a new steeple for...
Now lithe serpent its your time,
to writhe, to sigh
All those beneath the sun grovel