Aniara Trast:
Spiked bottle
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Another kind of scary
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Tampered dockside
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The light of evil
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Tree fighters
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In the basement
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And then there was
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Entering 11: Forget
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Plunging into the red
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Antother way of looking at it
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A chefs dream
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Branches, wall and windows
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Upnoised lion
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Try-out number 2
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That's just the way it is
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Darkened House
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Eye vaguely
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Messing it up
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Pes Cavus
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And the dragon lives
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Closed door
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We're all gonna be saints, kind of V
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They came through the tubes, the little ones
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Blurry, withered and still warm
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Someone's throwing a party
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Get in to get up, for the cowards
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And now something completely different . .
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Parked for the show I
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Lion in a mess
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It was a cold and lonely night
