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after listening to The Creatures' song, "Exterminating Angel:" Taste of jagged glass and rusty can There are just black holes Where the stars would be watching Just black holes Where the stars should have been Caress a urine coloured sun Swarms of angels Come to kill your sons And there's nothing but black holes Where the stars should've been Nothing but black holes Where the stars would be watching as related to that tragic event. - DDay]
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