Hint of warfare in your blood
Stains of everything evil sit silent
Smashed apart in the art world
Worried about a new polar vortex
Find a way to get away for good
Wooden ships sinking above ground
Down to the last treasure hunt stunt
Kiss the corpse of your zombie bride
Take the crowd on a roller coaster ride
Then decide what you have left to give
The angels of another universe are waiting
But you missed your subway train again
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