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And Now I'm Using Sarcasm, To Confess The Whole Thing So Later I Could Say I Already Told You.

All My Life I've Been An Obese Man Trapped Inside A Fat Man's Body.

The Gods, Likening Themselves To All Kinds Of Strangers, Go In Various Disguises From City To City, Observing The Wrongdoing And The Righteousness Of Men.

Strife And Confusion Joined The Fight, Along With Cruel Death, Who Seized One Wounded Man While Still Alive And Then Another Man Without A Wound, While Pulling The Feet Of One More Corpse Out From The Fight. The Clothes Death Wore Around Her Shoulders Were Dyed Red With Human Blood.

Without Tv, It's Hard To Know When One Day Ends And Another Begins.