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(A soft procession of endless hymns Swallowing bullets like sleeping pills) |
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Across the floor of an ancient room |
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It was not |
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God, it was not the moon |
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The knives come out to protect the nest |
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Crying out in the wilderness |
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They are not men |
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They are a flock |
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Mindless quarry |
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Less than livestock |
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They are not men |
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They are a flock |
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They're here to |
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Cut them up |
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Inside like swine |
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Broken bloated hive mind |
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Wet worms of hate |
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Devoted to decay |
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Inside my mind |
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Hidden beasts run wild |
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Until the prey subsides |
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The hunger will remain (A soft procession of endless hymns Swallowing bullets like sleeping pills) |
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The sound of the axe in the chopping block |
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The smell of the skin from afar |
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The night boils on to it's cruel end |
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Crying out in the wilderness |
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They are not men |
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They are a flock |
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Mindless quarry |
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Less than livestock |
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They are not men |
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They are a flock |
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They're here to |
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Cut them up |
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Inside like swine |
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Broken bloated hive mind |
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Wet worms of hate |
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Devoted to decay |
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Inside my mind |
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Hidden beasts run wild |
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Until the prey subsides |
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The hunger will remain |
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My worst fear is coming true |
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I think I am becoming you |
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My worst fear is coming true |
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I think I am becoming you |
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Skin of the master, mouth of the slave |
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My worst fear is coming true |
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I think I am becoming you |
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My worst fear is coming true |
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I think I am becoming you |
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Skin of the master, mouth of the slave |
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The sound of the axe |
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The smell of the skin |
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The night boils on |
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They are not men |
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They are a flock |
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Mindless quarry |
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Less than livestock |
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They are not men |
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They are a flock |
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They're here to |
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Fuck them up |
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Inside like swine |
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Broken bloated hive mind |
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Wet worms of hate |
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Devoted to decay |
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Inside my mind |
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Hidden beasts run wild |
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Until the prey subsides |
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The hunger will remain |
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Inside my mind |
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Wet worms of hate |
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Devoted to decay |
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Devoted to betray |
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The hunger will remain |
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They are not men |
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They are not men |
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They are not men |