condition tomorrow with visions inlaid the priest stands to our right a princess is mine the regress of some minds further chase the prize pretentious you follow religion is mine anger precedes my footsteps haunting past comes into head horizon seems so far away this life close to end of days kill and i will be damned forgive and i will be free unified eyesight grow
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