.Oh come all ye unfaithful,
Decaying and wretched,
To this cradle of impiety
To lay your impure hands
Fare thee well,
Or fare thee ill:
One way or another,
Some blood shall spill
What to do?
Inter? Cremate
All those who've died from all the hate
F.
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