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open the view of yet another moat:
the tale from sowers of scandal, the tale from sowers of schism
is the tale from wounds and blood
thru black air comes along a smooth tongued talker
with his tongue hacked from his throat
there's a headless trunk that keeps running
by the hair it swings the severed head
sower of scandal, doomed to bear his brain cleft from the trunk
sowers of schism ripped open from chin to breast
the measure of the offence is measured to the offender
sowers of schism ripped open from chin to breast
the measure of the offence is measured to the offender
sowers of schism ripped open from chin to breast
breast split open, face split open!
see how I rend myself!
vexilla regis prodeunt inferni
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