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		<title>Apocalypse of i</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[anger]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[apocalypse]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I pour a tall glass
And take a small sip
Apocalyptic gift
Spilled from my lips
And I can&#8217;t rest
Until the deed is done
You know I&#8217;ll never run
No matter what the outcome
Fight through the pain
All my desire
To ignite the spark
Start a house fire
All you liars and cheats
Sleep on your feet
You get no relief
Neck deep in deceit
Dead in the street
Devils [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I pour a tall glass<br />
And take a small sip<br />
Apocalyptic gift<br />
Spilled from my lips</p>
<p>And I can&#8217;t rest<br />
Until the deed is done<br />
You know I&#8217;ll never run<br />
No matter what the outcome</p>
<p>Fight through the pain<br />
All my desire<br />
To ignite the spark<br />
Start a house fire</p>
<p>All you liars and cheats<br />
Sleep on your feet<br />
You get no relief<br />
Neck deep in deceit</p>
<p>Dead in the street<br />
Devils sew what devils reap<br />
And your maker you will meet<br />
When the cycle is complete</p>
<p>I see you smile in denial<br />
Through your crooked teeth<br />
But all the while<br />
Bodies pile underneath your feet</p>
<p>Can we compete with all this<br />
Vile wickedness<br />
Sure as hell don&#8217;t know the cure<br />
But I can tell you what the sickness is</p>
<p>Vicious crimes<br />
Wraught against a neighbor<br />
Its evident the president<br />
Believes he is the savior</p>
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