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Live long and die for me We are killed gods We make this world worth saving (are) Are you prepared to believe? (killed) Kill everything that kills you (gods) Wallow in the winter of it Discover what you truly covet Underneath the floor, above it

Live long and die for me We are killed gods We make this world worth saving (are) Are you prepared to believe? (killed) Kill everything that kills you (gods) Wallow in the winter of it Discover what you truly covet Underneath the floor, above it