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Hair and Bone
03:16
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God will help you at a cost
You turn away, He'll fuck you up
God will help you at a cost
submit your reason and your thought
You're born of mold
You'll die alone
Your heart will stop
Your blood will rot
Let it die
Let it die
You are only hair and bone
Celebrate
Celebrate
Let it die
Let it die
You are only hair and bone
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Give it all away
04:36
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Wash away everything. Give it all away.
This is your moment, your final day.
Welcome now, you're further than you think.
In darkness you will live out all your days.
No longer solid, fading from the view.
Only trust in this right now.
Can't be livin' like this.
In sure he nodded and felt the skin.
He picked it up and turned it out.
Then comes the shiver, the loss of hope.
He clutched the fingers and saw the blood.
Absorbed the light and felt the void,
and said "Its dead."
The hands won't work, the face is helpless.
The hands won't work. What should we do?
Its dead, its dead, its dead.
Its almost over.
The bones won't break, the face wont wither.
The bones won't break, so worry not.
Its dead, its dead, its dead.
Its almost over.
Wash away everything. Give it all away.
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Wounded Union
03:24
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Battered bodies worn with time.
They’re amused but horrified
Cover up thy blood shot eyes.
It’s embarrassing.
Making love may bring your death.
Lack the foresight then repent.
Now enflamed we share the sting
love engraved with irritant.
Our wedding ring sewn in biology
Red welts, red heart. Our Love
will never part.
Condemn to burn, Forbid to speak.
We intend to kill the weak.
I still enjoy your company
your disease comforts me.
Our wedding ring sewn in biology
Red welts, red heart. Our Love
will never part.
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Back in Earth
03:31
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Please don't ask why you feel fine and so free
breaking loose in your pill
frills of laughter flaking away in the wind
in the void
No longer run, leave your body here
I will keep your hurt and fear
when you die we will finally know what you're worth
back in Earth
In the void
Back in Earth
In the void
Pointy teeth to eat the meat
Pointy teeth to eat the meat
(eat the flesh)
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