Slam safely the Stapleton door
The door that doors devil's den
Damming Damon's demon
Diving deep down the sea straight
The Sea that sates Satan's
Stool Pigeons to pick panic
Thus pain never leaves the
Lives of the Losts till late
Late Night Light, in the night enlightens
Light plane palms pompously
Pisted arm pokes the opened
Pointed fingers points the noded.
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