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Callisto lyrics : "Backwoods"

Their throats are an open grave
They hold secrets supposedly safe
And they will pass them on to their descendants


Adverse effect
How is your monarchy $$#embled?

Measure the gifts that have been given to you
Either you choke or cherish him.


Admonition - this time the prodigal son
Might not be coming home

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