Its calling to me, I don't think I can stop myself.
Its calling to me, I don't think I can hold back.
Its coming, from the gloomy depths of its lair, its resting place.
One beer to rule them all, one beer to find them.
One beer to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
Friday, July 29, 2005
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