.Gather 'round you wounded people;
Shadows fall upon the steeple.
Soon shall come the closing of,
The closing of the gates.
For there is word of plague among us.
Curse the one whose poison stung us.
All along they alleyways the satyrs wait their fate.
But who's to blame wh.
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