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  You can't escape your fate
 * No matter how you try—

Red wrath and scorn and hate—
 * Nemesis ever nigh;

Nor can your gallow-tree Hold back the rising sea, YOU'VE NO EXCUSE TO BE—
 * You can't escape your fate
 * No matter how you try!

