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Poision in the Flask

End of the light
Do you see the children
Crying in the street
The troubled masses
Killing their own souls
In cold blood

Starship flying
Through time
Never-ending torture
Of all knowing smarmy toads
While they abuse us w/ their tongues

Snake rider,
My theory proven
They made me right

Poision in a flask
Pour your last shot
See life and take it back.

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