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Stitching Rotten Flesh
02:02
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A pit of toxic air
Assaulting my nostrils open
Pull the body out
Fragments of flesh scrape off
Pungent hands come off
And next we find the torso
Piece by piece
We build new love
Stitching rotten flesh
Decay is
So beautiful
Stitching rotten flesh
My love is
So beautiful
Stitching rotten flesh
I get to choose
Tools and looks abused
Dry like paper breaking
Or skin freshly bruised
I run a needle and thread
Ever so gently
This one will work this time
This one with eyes like mine
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2. |
Vultures
02:22
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You are the beast
Black and feathered
Always searching
Out the fallen
You bring disease
And plague the air
With every moment
You cause despair
Birds of wars
Bringing calls of blood
Soaked in the tears
Of the innocent
The lives you stole
To make a profit
The hidden terrorist
No one sees
Carrion ways of older days
Never seem to go away
You brought the war on all fronts
And Death is your product to sell
You're the bastards creating hell
You're the bastards creating hell
Petty criminals
Get their due
Yet time and again
Why not you?
The shadows
At play
Why let them
Have their way?
Lies are told
Accepted by the fold.
Money exchanges
And hidden agendas
Oaths are sworn
And daggers are drawn
One day the dead
Will be oil too
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Casket
01:41
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I dreamt like plague
Upon my mind with fangs
And it just wont let go
No the panic takes hold
My own depths
Penetrated by writhing maggots
I'm conquered again
Awake in viscera
In a casket I lie depraved
No sunlight has ever scathed
I rot in remorse and anxiety
As I scream in eternal agony
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4. |
Still Don't Get It
01:20
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Severed ears
Never waver
On the howling ground
You deny
Separate concience
Has no middle ground
This wall is static
And our head is bleeding
You still
Dont get it
Survival
Is genocide
Where one side wins
And the other dies
So tell me what
Sense it makes
To live this way
In modern times
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Aftermath
01:35
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Aftermath
Bones crack under pressure
Skin splits, no more pleasure
The rains of judgement fall
Blood pools cover, life is null
The aftermath
Is afterbirth
Drowning in life
Shedding the mother
Scraped away
These eyes you didn't seek
Now hang from a skull oblique
Skeletal remains forest the skyline
This the end defined
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Prayer
02:29
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Say a prayer for those yet birthed
A hell red landscape of blood preserved
Crawling from the womb they're doomed
And let their mothers live to watch them die
Panicked priests bless with piss
Let the spirit infect these ones
Pray for prey
Pray for prey
A funeral
Everyday
Say a prayer for those now birthed
The unholy mass, this church
Place a gun in their hand, the moment they stand
Send them to war for the sake of wealth
A skull encapsulates the poor
Through teeth of yellow they stare
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Jazz Age Records Madisonville, Tennessee
Music for outsiders by outsiders. You can reach us at JazzAgeRecords @outlook.com
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