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Steal their bodies but leave their faces |
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Carry their wings to the lord of flies |
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Burn these towns, crush their game |
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The patients smell of medicines and rain |
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Can you see - they look for you |
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Cut the stars, turn the knife |
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Let death walk tall in the shattered shape of life |
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Can you hear - they search for you |
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This is the nail that injects the hurt |
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A graffiti of blood that stains the dirt |
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Bodies |
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Bodies |
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I'll undress you to the core of your bones |
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Bodies |
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Bodies |
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Reanimate mankind from that what is torn |
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This is our world |
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This is your peace |
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Our strength and our disease |
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Collect their names then bury them deep |
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Empty their lungs and inhale the air |
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Lick their teeth, split your tongue |
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Give birth to noise from punctured lungs |
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Can you break the light in their eyes |
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Fingers break, lips are ripped |
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Skin cracks open, spines get whipped |
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Can you unbury that what here lies |
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This is the nail that injects the hurt |
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A graffiti of blood that stains the dirt |
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Bodies |
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Bodies |
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I'll undress you to the core of your bones |
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Bodies |
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Bodies |
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Reanimate mankind from that what is torn |
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Steal their bodies but leave their faces |
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Carry their wings to the lord of flies |
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This is our world |
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This is your peace |
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Our strength and our disease |
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These are the wills |
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Narcotics and filth |
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And the bodies of snakes and man |
