I was reborn after the big sleep the deep sleep the sleep of dreams I was tired to the bone and sick of monsters and men are monsters who take up arms these are the days of the beast the beast tattoos our hearts with the dread apprehension and we live in fear and fear makes us monsters but there is no defence from the certainty of death only the promise of life eternal in the kingdom to come for hope springs eternal here in Bethlehem
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