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| Artist: | Norma Jean |
| Album: | Bless The Martyr And Kiss The Child |
| Song: | It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The Air |
Rewind the cycle.
My Regret is the world I created.
Regret the kiss that sealed my fate.
Rewind, rewind it all again.
Rewind the silver that was my price.
I think I will take a walk and rest my soul.
A cylindrical head resting in the arms of a circular rope.
Rewind this cycle endless cycle.
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