.All the Gods left paradise
In cold of oldest cold
Living up their lives above us all
No fashion sense
All the Dead have died in fact
I know, I know, it's known
Piled up in bodies torn apart
New fashion sense
Try me out-wear out my-BODY
If it's hard-do it every way
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