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[aid] => mick
[title] => Down at the Crossroads
[time] => 2016-10-10 09:20:43
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[bodytext] => Running around the crossroads,
A killer tune in my head,
Saw a pale figure,
That figure ended up dead.
At the crossroads..
Oh good lord save me,
But if this life is my gift from you,
Let me and the devil be.
Only at the crossroads,
Man becomes one with beast,
And if you end up at the crossroads,
You/'/ll end up as another feast.
For the crossroads..
The pavement still can/'/t bleed,
But if man still offers food for the damned,
Then the crossroads will continue to feed.
Arrived at the crossroads,
Lookin for another chance,
Just abandoned my soul and God,
For the sweet Devils dance.
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