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- (Passing By) An Old And Raped Village
Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground. I feel a presence of evil, a silent sound. An evil place once lovely and fair. ItГЇs gardens are grey, sad voices of despair. A village old, pillaged and raped.
- Let`s Have A Look At It
I like the smell of manure, I like the smell of the poor, I like the smell of Frank Muir, so, Come on, let`s have a look at it, Come along, now, let`s have a sniff of it, Come along, now, let`s have a little bit more.
- Act I
The night the shore a pure girl dreams. She watches the fall,
towards the East. High up in the night, while the predator clouds
of the evening announce their fury, black oppresive masses, darken
her vision of infinity.
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