Anadyr

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Breathe in the smoke. Don't pay it any mind. You've been choking back words and weaving lies. Your bayonet tongue can't protect you any longer. You were worshipped. Royalty among the likes of us. A cold demeanor and even colder heart. Just breathe in the smoke it breeds complacency, don't pay it any mind. A kingdom in dire need of regicide. You're throne doesn't sit so well anymore. Bayonets, bayonet tongues. You're the swan or you are the phoenix. Burn down the kingdom. Stone turned to ash. You may lose your balance on that ivory perch of double standards. Bite your tongue. Bite off your tongue.

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from EP2, released October 14, 2015

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