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The Great Sabatini
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The Royal We
fingertips and souls, calloused over, shovel in the coal, keep it rolling,
nothing to declare
Speak to me in tongues, grind me down to a nub, demons in your head, the noise is growing, put them all to bed, let's get going,
nothing to declare
all you see is mine
stretching out for miles
these kingdoms came and went, dried up and died.
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