The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain
Why should I complain.
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain
Why should I complain.
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