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Glenn Stafford – The Culling Lyrics

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Annona frumentum, effeci funestus
The price of the corn is within the corn itself

Veneficus fatalis
The twisted warlock turned it to poison

Ex fervor incendo
His fate is sealed, as the heat of the fire roars on

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