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Cold and decrepit the wanderer walks within. Followers trailing behind like a cape of glorified destruction Seeking more to join the parade. This circus of half eaten prey. We\'ll knock on each door, us corpses on strings Calling out Calling out For they say that we can not let ourselves in The handle is never on our side of the wall So put a smile on our dieing faces A rose within our hands And a deception upon our lips. Believe us and come play Come play in the sun, while we know it to be the rain Ignore the burning. Ignore the pain Ignore the flies crawling from our eyes For we wish only to play As we seek more to join th

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