Illiad (Hector's End)

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Lyrics

A lush, a liar an imbecile playing god.
 All afraid to open the window.
 That the truth my fly in.
 You continue to eat shit off a silver platter.
 As they open their mouths that the lies may fly out.
 But the rock in your hand is heavy yet easily hurled.
 And its name is the end.

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Duration
02:11
Key
11
Tempo
97 BPM

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