"U.S.L.S. 1" Lyrics

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The moon shines bright in the desert night
The other side of a clear sunlight
The other side of a character
Comes out to play before the day

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The devil follows up out his plans
He's makin' his work for those idle hands
And his neatly packaged bird has flown
This devil takes care of his own

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[Incomprehensible]

Clouds now greeting this aeroplane
As if tearing across the empty sky
When a bomb implant in the luggage hold
This devil takes care of his own

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