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Tongue of Sodom
In twilight's tongue of sodom
smelling salts of Cocaine
dressed in a bottle of Cognac
latching on to the blues train
from the labyrinth of my soul
dancing with Adagio
quarantined in Gomorrah
in slow tempo, how profane
smelling salts of Cocaine
dressed in a bottle of Cognac
latching on to the blues train
from the labyrinth of my soul
dancing with Adagio
quarantined in Gomorrah
in slow tempo, how profane
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