Blockheads

Blockheads - Misery lyrics

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Strange shapes of misery
 Haunt every street,
 This world has no meaning.
 All that is gained is put in the circle
 Of endless violence.
 Typhus and Plague
 Crawl at the doors of the North,
 While North is watching T.V.

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