To the great indian in the sky
Our father resides in no sky
So this a form of patricide
In which the children also die

The Endless Summer of The d___ed

Shed no tear for mother earth
Our mother but not ever bereft
In this season's manufacture
How long do we have here or not

The Endless Summer of The d___ed

Now the ultra violet's violent

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