Frantic Bleep - Mausolos lyrics

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Frantic Bleep - Mausolos lyrics

The winds of Sunday told us Where we could find hell To behold the morning after The poor in spirit lies Artemisia, please teach us To preserve the withered flies The winds of Sunday told us Where we could find hell The leaves of October told them That we scrutinized it well Please teach us to preserve The withered flies!