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up rose the mountain and the black cloud fellsky made a river flowing down from the hillup rose the mud pile in a dim lit crackmold came, a mold made in the muck of a shade and day and night and day and night and so onup rose the tree line and the wind blew grasssalt water whittled pieces off of the landup rose the critters of all types and shapebrains sizing upwards, taking turns on top of the hilland day and night and day and night and so onup rose the manchild, just like the restbut with big head planning to stay on top of the chainBook says "dominion" like a long term plan but if time were this song, we'd have been around about as long as this... Aus Songtexte Mania