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Wintersleep Miasmal Smoke The Yellow Bellied Freaks

, sweet 16, to feel what life was like Donated her eyes to feel life As she imagined it Go back to sleep, you yellow bellied freaks Afraid of God and

feel her actual senses so sweet 16 to feel what life was like Donated her eyes could you actually imagine if go back to sleep the yellowed bellied freaks