The End of Communism

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So now that you know That freedom is funny I walk to the early place I stay and I breathe I am touch and I’m free I’m Stalin and burning in Rome

So acid away The victims of voodoo And wash to the early grave

Six summon amounts And the spoke of accounts With warships and vipering win

Abyssing of Warren And violin fear It’s recess and Norway the ear

(Erin Shore)