Panacea
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Panacea
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God is the son of freedom
In search for the panacea
His only wage for this occupation
Is a brooding self-hatred
Evil is the son of the earth
Buried six feet deep
The mysteries of life
Trapped in cata-combs of sleep
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Sabertooth Zombie performs "Panacea", and this lyric page sits inside the Sabertooth Zombie catalog on LyroVerse.
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Yes. The related section below points to American Eyes Part One (Black Of Mouth) and American Eyes Part Two (Rat Bones) with a short reason for opening each page next.
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