They’re modifying you in your sleep somehow;
While you sleep they’re milling around
And studying, rubbing their legs together making
The eerie chirping sounds;
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And, the locust will return,
As those just interred
Must wait another seven year
To once again cheer
The awakening summons
Of the Gravedancer Unions.
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And, the locust will return, As those just interred Must wait another seven year To once again cheer The awakening summons Of the Gravedancer Unions. s