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letra de apartment 213 - acumen nation

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celebrate on the brink of death
incriminate the eyes
dissecting is a mixture
measuring a [?]
alcoholic horror i am
reckoning the night watchman
crimson hands forever
i am the night watchman

in the [?] cracks [?]
seemingly squeamish thinking
[?]
its you [?] station [?]
to the flesh that it [?]
[?]

is it worth my life to claim?
is it worth a life to claim?

[sample:] now, awoke and the subject was dead next to him
and blood was coming from his mouth
he then put the subject in a suitcase
took a hammer from grandmothers house on south 57 street
drained the blood
cut the body up
and used a sledgеhammer to break the bonеs
stated in the events he put the body in plastic bags

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