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    "Oh rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm that flies in the night / In the
    howling storm / Has found out thy bed / Of crimson joy / And his dark secret
    love / Doth live destroy"

    Oh fallen star of wormwood grace / Grant me the smile of Janus face / Give me
    a twin identity / A false integrity

    To my city set upon the hill / With a godlike view at my own will / Give me the
    cure for the world's pain / Give me the god of cain

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    For damned in forbearance I have crawled / Half awake I've gotten old / I got
    the gum card of every sin / Sent for the Christ to win

    Deviltry / Some simple deviltry of sin / Give me black deviltry / The vice of kings
    and knaves / The king of kings and knaves /Bunch of slaves

    For I got no promises to keep / Wouldn't bother to sow even less to reap /
    And I know there's sense in being sane / There's reality to blame / But I still
    got something resembling pride / So one more time give me a ride / Crush in
    my nasal bone and ride / Rattle my spine

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    Composition: Ike Vil, Jake Babylon, and Antti Litmanen

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