Pollution, Cain and miseryOceans of golden mysteryArmies boisterous and armies loudPortraits of a vicious crowdTalk to me, talk to me nowHey man, you’re all that I haveMe, myself, myself and IWere born to work and born to dieI have chosen my anthemsOf them I am proudPortraits of a divided crowdTalk to me, talk to me […]
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