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Like the burning of Harloe, You'll learn something tonight. Like the plague of tomorrow, Some chances won't give twice. Can anyone show me The innocence in sex, With a purple cross Tied around your necks? You're right, right? Ask and you shall recieve. We burn right where we stand. We burn. Make us proud. Shut your mouth. Tell all the women, and tell all the children, To clear the streets. We'll show those watching just what you're thinking, When your head's spilled on the concrete. Let's see you walk away. |