Strange and red against the grave
We grind black dogs within the rain
God! The day is done
All quaking near the air
I lick evil teeth over the fog
Zounds! The birth never ends
We are rabid below the sea
We battle happy sensations near the shadows
Ahhh! The feeling will die
We are rabid below the sea
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