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There's ashe on my boots
The divine water never enters my throat, it merely bewetens my face There's a ladder in the dark corridor A hatch in the floor but none in the ceiling There's the decay in my crippled hands I only eat the head, leave out the rotten parts I should've eaten them too Should've washed them down With the divine water and the ashes on my boots |
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