Cut the bonds with the moon
And let the dogs gather
Burn the gauze in the spoon
And suck the poison up
And bleed
Shut the door to the moon
And let the birds gather
Play no more with the fool
And let the souls wander
And bleed
From the soul
If you don't slow down, slow down
If you don't slow down, slow.
Cut the bonds with the moon
And watch the dogs gather

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