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New kings, New kings
New kings, New kings

And there was history

to map the terror. A neoplasm

was arising suddenly in the aching skull.

Chorus of wailing: the burning will not go.

Clouds of dense smoke were mindless.

All the centuries were smouldering

in the hearts of waiting children

while the bombs were swaying from the tree tops.

The fat men and women were melting down

to define the master and slave in the

dark chambers of commerce. The ravaged

body of truth anoints itself with blood.

Satish Verma

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NEW KINGS

And there was history

to map the terror. A neoplasm

was arising suddenly in the aching skull.

Chorus of wailing: the burning will not go.

Clouds of dense smoke were mindless.

All the centuries were smouldering

in the hearts of waiting children

while the bombs were swaying from the tree tops.

The fat men and women were melting down

to define the master and slave in the

dark chambers of commerce. The ravaged

body of truth anoints itself with blood.

Satish Verma

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NEW KINGS

And there was history

to map the terror. A neoplasm

was arising suddenly in the aching skull.

Chorus of wailing: the burning will not go.

Clouds of dense smoke were mindless.

All the centuries were smouldering

in the hearts of waiting children

while the bombs were swaying from the tree tops.

The fat men and women were melting down

to define the master and slave in the

dark chambers of commerce. The ravaged

body of truth anoints itself with blood.

Satish Verma

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NEW KINGS

And there was history

to map the terror. A neoplasm

was arising suddenly in the aching skull.

Chorus of wailing: the burning will not go.

Clouds of dense smoke were mindless.

All the centuries were smouldering

in the hearts of waiting children

while the bombs were swaying from the tree tops.

The fat men and women were melting down

to define the master and slave in the

dark chambers of commerce. The ravaged

body of truth anoints itself with blood.

Satish Verma

------------------------------------------------------------------

NEW KINGS

And there was history

to map the terror. A neoplasm

was arising suddenly in the aching skull.

Chorus of wailing: the burning will not go.

Clouds of dense smoke were mindless.

All the centuries were smouldering

in the hearts of waiting children

while the bombs were swaying from the tree tops.

The fat men and women were melting down

to define the master and slave in the

dark chambers of commerce. The ravaged

body of truth anoints itself with blood.

Satish Verma

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