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Caliban The Seventh Cross

last will to live. I hear the sirens. Searching lights roam through the night, reports, bloodhounds and hunters ? orders are clear, our tombs already dug. Our names on the crosses

will to live. I hear the sirens. Searching lights roam through the night, reports, bloodhounds and hunters ? orders are clear, our tombs already dug. Our names on the crosses