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Sabertooth Zombie
Panacea
God is the son of freedom
In search for the panacea
His only wage for this occupation
Is a brooding self-hatred
Evil is the son of the earth
Buried six feet deep
The mysteries of life
Trapped in cata-combs of sleep
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