My father is eating me,
My brothers and sisters sit under the table,
Picking up my bones,
And they bury them,
under the cold marble stones.
My mother has killed me
My mother has killed me,
My father is eating me,
My brothers and sisters sit under the table,
Picking up my bones,
And they bury them,
under the cold marble stones.
My father is eating me,
My brothers and sisters sit under the table,
Picking up my bones,
And they bury them,
under the cold marble stones.
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