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n Deireadh Sc?
T??ca?e.T??ca?e.C?hfuil ?ndochas?D'imigh s?ainn.C?fhuil an misn??T??g teachtLena laimh tr?hineAg glaoch orainn.Seo ?r grioch.T?sle br?r an domhain.An domhain ceathr?s amad? a bh?onann.Ag di?r gcioch an striapaigh nimhi?Ag eisteacht leis na guthanna s?achaAgus iad ag str?adh ?ng?a d? go mall.Eist le binneas ceol na mairbh.Seo ?n deireadh sc? an domhain.We are lost. Where is our hope? It's left us. Where is the missionary? Here he comes with his hand on fire summoning us. The world is depressed. The fourth world. We were the fools sucking on the tit of a poisoned whore. Listening to the soothing voices while they slowly cut off our limbs. Listen to the harmonies of the dead. This is the last story of the world.
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