.They call it paradise
... Purple leaves
The sound of silver flutes
The jam of honey bees
Oh I am getting so sick of the lies, the lies, the lies
Of the living dead
Lie, lie, lies of the living dead
Lie, lie, lies of the living dead
And there's no religion,
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