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Old Grim God: gimme some clemency now.
I can feel your hammer coming down.
I been on this wire for such a long time now.
I been on this wire for such a long time.
The alder on the ridge is dread and bare now.
A peregrine perched in its silver crown.
Like the promise of the world to come.
That’s the promise of the world.
There’s a hole in the earth and its guts pour out.
It’s scrambling to pick ‘em all up.
But there’s filth on the floor and there’s flies all around.
And it can’t get the pieces lined up.
It’ll never get it all back now.
You can never get it all back.
Old Grim God, show a little mercy now.
Get your hand on the goddamned wheel.
It ain’t funny. Get your hands back onto the wheel.
The night is long and our maps are wrong and our lights are all burnt out.
We’re just driving by the feel of it.
We’re just driven by the
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