The End of Communism

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So now that you know
That freedom is funny
I walk to the early place
I stay and I breathe
I am touch and I’m free
I’m Stalin and burning in Rome

So acid away
The victims of voodoo
And wash to the early grave

Six summon amounts
And the spoke of accounts
With warships and vipering win

Abyssing of Warren
And violin fear
It’s recess and Norway the ear

(β€œErin Shore”)