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the pleasure of oh*

by Bisban

Oh, the sound of the magical lord.

Smile. Take me, will I ever go dance.

Funky. Oh, brother. Sister. Oh, sister.

This entire net of space would of been my bus.

Here, where I will create a new order. A flower.

But my half decapitated truth and deformed ego.

Inflamed, hexed. The world is indeed a cold place.

One versus the world, I always hear the sound of the chain.


What can ever be the way, for me.

Oh, for the bounty.

Vowed, I swear it.

Take me to the land.

Take me to the land.

Take me to the land, oh.

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