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The Ogre

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 14.08.2012

The Ogre does what Ogres can
One prize beyond his reach –
Conquers those who write the world
But cannot master speech
Among the hurt and slain
On subjugated plain
The Ogre's words so morbid and mundane.


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