938
putsch 
begins
in a beer hall 
but
it was always there 
drunk
idea 
fire
a shot into the ceiling 
nobody
leaves 
it's
all on
begins
with grudge 
or
disillusion 
quickly
come to vermin 
to
face of the earth 
never
goes well 
this
kind of thing 
a
lullaby hush  
and
you're gone 
to
make pure 
to
settle a thing 
once
and for all 
get
dizzy with it 
never
goes well 
take
drugs
dream
it 
all
the thousand years
become
a victim 
you'll
need big boots 
a
good grievance 
then
operatic 
always
a sound track 
can
involve old gods 
they
come for me 
just
an idea 
then
haven't a home to go 
minor
chords 
and
dischords 
I'm
a book to burn
technical
knowhow 
follow
a rule 
alternativ?
stabbed
in the back
sold
down the river
it
comes again
so
drunk no one 
remembers
the place 
digging
this sky out once more 
comes
as a master 
ashen
and gold 
till
death delighting  
all
agree or else 
enthusiasm
this
our forever misfortune 
until
forget again
all
to burn
a
lullaby hush  
and
you're gone 
 
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