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[bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag (repeat) Sun burns in a perfect day Now smell the air of this perfect sky Silent sweet precious place Desirable shade Beneath the pinion pine Drawn by the beauty Of my own terror Close to the edge Swallow the void Vultures fly The Arizona sky These tell-tale signs Bloated body like a TV dinner Let the death move in And let the feast begin Flock of flowers Desert develops fever-blister After the rain [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag (repeat) Flock of flowers Desert develops fever-blister After the rain [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag [bad word] bag (repeat)