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Beneath the tower of deathA flock of vultures gatherFor the holy feastThe last vision of my lifeA stormy cloud of feathersWhat fire wouldn't touchAre the remnants of my bodyTo vultures under a steaming sunA funeral in perfect weatherA curried soul survive the feastThe ox has been my teacherMoustachoid a sexual beastThe heredict Friedrich NietzscheMay God leave someone else to beThe final zoroastrian