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si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
ombres à ailes balayant près
voyez, ils retournent
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
et mon nom est véridique
remuez
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
je les ai offerts tout l'adieu

 



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