It’s approaching600 pounds gas and fleshRobes in tattersIt’s approachingLips and tongue abhorrentFlickering lexiconOr a stray dog pack leaderHide hide, all good people hang out for a resultHide dive hide, reasonable people in silence do exultRealm of duskThe northernsLook at the north onesTheir brains are unhinged by the sunRare stoneOur [faeces/faces] are rare stoneIt comes to take themMove out the armies
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