.I Don't Believe That We Can Conceive
Of An Afterlife That's Meant To Be Perceived
Catastrophes, Calamities, Catastrophe
Everyone Loves A Tragedy
But There's Guns, There's Guns Guns Guns
Pointed At Our Head Every Time We Close Our Eyes
But What Are We, Little Folk
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