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Magistrates dream of Plague
Tongues loll in anticipation
You are awake in their darker Visions
Drool slips from grinning Mouths


The Plagued is forced on us all
Is it there? Are They there?
Shouts of Fact abound
But Whispers of Thruth burn through


Is it there? Are They there?
Magistrates dream of Plague   Tongues loll in anticipation   You are awake in their darker Visions   Drool slips from grinning Mouths         The Plagued is forced on us all   Is it there? Are They there?   Shouts of Fact abound   But Whispers of Thruth burn through         Is it there? Are They there?