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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