I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
An unseen being casting universal curses
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