Phone Tones (Battle Of The)

The old tower splits the sky @Kilburn High, where men hath strode on their way to die, almost. Yet how say ye try Sisters, brothers, unless ye'd cried tears of blood for the wicked, of course. Henceforth tombs fresh out of bellowing forced hooves stretched out, beating on, cross the Undergrounds' grasp, forsook. Bear my words well! I'll repeat them nunce, not even for a Duke! In the 21st centurys last month,(in the year of 2012) do look to the 21st day. Say the Ancients "Dismay!". Keep'emPeeled.