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Notice that phrase thorough vileness of his delivery ninety seven cars and free love Kiss the master's feet Poor soul searching All this seen Deeper stillness tranquility Eat the food drug passive response Spoiled putty in the master's hand All this seen is obscure enough Kiss the master's feet Sure that vision is a vagrant holiday Reflective silence chooses one stance Hidden behind throne of freedom in the field of the black sheep All this seen is obscure enough Confess all the truth seekers see for the first time Cult grows from a Rolls-Royce dream preach from the back of a limousine feel the rash burn Notice that phrase through the vileness How sweet feel the rash start to burn Sure that vision Kiss the master's feet Kiss the master's feet Sure that vision is a vagrant holiday
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