.Where the ancient oak leaf clusters grew, the deaths head hawk moth flew,
Something wicked this way comes.
The swallow is depicted there along your fuselage,
Something wicked this way comes.
I'm not waiting for you.
It's breaking up and getting far away,
I used to know what.
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