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To sell my soul
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
Except the ones we've made
Nightfall
Quietly crept in and changed us all
Nightfall
Immortal land lies down in agony
To sell my soul

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To sell my soul



