Words were written on the walls, my white blood in capitalsWell, I spoke to the captain, he won't turn aroundHe said "The sun is an orange, and the wind's just the soundOf our brothers and sisters, lovers and those that we'll never know."
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BLACK DOG SIN, JOSHUA BURNSIDE