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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Rest Of The Dead
[time] => 2019-02-02 18:51:51
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[bodytext] => Blood like cherry pie
Marmalade skies
Nowhere to hide
Tonight is the night
You`re all gonna die
In comes the high tide
Get yourself ready to say goodbye
You`re all too young
To be the chosen one
But this evil heart
Bleeds not for anyone
You the sinners
Shall not walk away winners
For tonight
You`ll be a worm`s dinner
Off with your heads
Come join us
The rest of the dead
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[informant] => jamesstockdale
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