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November Sky

from 2081 by Burn the Remains

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It’s the last call in the emergency room. I don’t think he will pull through. Mark The time, 11:15, the hour of his passing. With this scalpel ill cut out my eyes, and carve a smile in my face. He will be beautiful again, he will be beautiful again. I don’t think he is gonna pull through. I know he will leave a gorgeous corpse. The anesthesia has got us all buzzing. Doctor, Doctor! My, what a mess we’ve made. With these trembling hands, how can my incisions be perfect? We have lost him. He is free, Finally free.

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from 2081, released May 21, 2010

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