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As water rushes, as sewer grates over-faced |
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All bloated corpse, all ever-was |
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As love becomes hated, as light shades to grey |
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Swelled to envelop all ever-nothing |
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All stagnation becomes all too apparent |
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As horizon forced below |
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While smiling frown, while laughing weep |
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As mould grows thickly, silently all around |
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As scream becomes whimper, under weight of shroud befouled |
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All clamour now silence, nature leagues below |
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Let's see you fight with lungs full of stone! |
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Hope all forgotten, beauty as beast |
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All breath to fire |
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All sustenance to filth |
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All flesh to rot |
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All temples to rubble |
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All toil turns to trouble |
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All to nothing |
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All Horror! |
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All Horror! |
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Faceless, mindless, souls sold all the way out |
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Heartless, hopeless, ensnared in useless sorrows |
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What's the use of all light shining with idiot eyes screwed tight shut? |
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Profane it all, just tell me, what's the use? |
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If you're going to use those stupid hands to build an ugly pyre |
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And truss me up there by mob-hoofed force |
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I'll be wanting more than just a penny |
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More than just a miserable ****ing penny |
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A miserable pox-ridden penny for the guy |
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I could hurl a thousand curses |
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And not one could gift you fair judgement |
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So crack out those ten-a-penny lighters |
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And spark up your miserable flames |
