Way back when in Rome,
We used to dance with stars,
Bad medicine turned me away -
We used to dine not far from here,
From my forehead came a light,
A beam of a triangle,
Producing strange synthesis.
The terrors come in shakes of fear,
Listen very carefully and you will hear
Something near.
I was just a young back then,
O’ I was just a young one, back then,
Bad medicine turned me away,
Bad medicine turned me away.
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