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WHEN THE TEMPTER CAME
Donīt abuse;
You are a man, not God,
Full of clique spirits
Unclean spirits?
Over a load of unholy order,
Sweating it out
Dabber.
I avoid forceful death, a killer, like a plague
fit to live.
You are a man, not God,
Full of clique spirits
Unclean spirits?
Over a load of unholy order,
Sweating it out
Dabber.
I avoid forceful death, a killer, like a plague
fit to live.
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WHEN THE TEMPTER CAME
WHEN THE TEMPTER CAME