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  • Artist Info: Once upon a time at the foot <br />
    of a great mountain,<br />
    there was a town where the <br />
    people known as Happyfolk lived,<br />
    their very existence a mystery to <br />
    the rest of the world,<br />
    obscured as it was by great clouds.<br />
    Here they played out their peaceful <br />
    lives,<br />
    innocent of the litany of excess and<br />
    violence that was growing in the <br />
    world below.<br />
    To live in harmony with the spirit of <br />
    the mountain called Monkey was enough.<br />
    Then one day Strangefolk arrived <br />
    in the town.<br />
    They came in camouflage, hidden <br />
    behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them:<br />
    they only saw shadows.<br />
    You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, <br />
    the Happyfolk were blind...<br />
    <br />
    Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out <br />
    in holes<br />
    Waiting for the sunset to come, people<br />
    going home<br />
    Jump out from behind them and shoot <br />
    them in the head<br />
    Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead,<br />
    the dance of the dead,<br />
    the dance of the dead<br />
    <br />
    In time, Strangefolk found their way into the<br />
    higher reaches of the mountain,<br />
    and it was there that they found the caves <br />
    of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty.<br />
    By chance, they stumbled upon the Place <br />
    Where All Good Souls Come to Rest.<br />
    The Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in <br />
    these caves above all things,<br />
    and soon they began to mine the mountain,<br />
    its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own <br />
    world.<br />
    Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk <br />
    slept restlessly,<br />
    their dreams invaded by shadowy figures <br />
    digging away at their souls.<br />
    Every day, people would wake and stare at <br />
    the mountain.<br />
    Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?<br />
    And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and <br />
    deeper into the mountain,<br />
    holes began to appear, bringing with them <br />
    a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very <br />
    soul of the monkey.<br />
    For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful <br />
    for they knew that soon the Monkey would <br />
    soon stir from its deep sleep.<br />
    And then came a sound. Distant first, it grew<br />
    into castrophany so immense it could be<br />
    heard far away in space.<br />
    There were no screams. There was no time.<br />
    The mountain called Monkey had spoken.<br />
    There was only fire.<br />
    And then, nothing....<br />
    <br />
    O little town in U.S.A, your time has<br />
    come to see<br />
    There's nothing you believe you want<br />
    But where were you when it all came <br />
    down on me?<br />
    Did you call me now....<br />
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