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lyrics
Rotting lambs here
Damned in the wake of drift
Waste yet another holy place we called home
Couldn't bring back my drawings
Absorbed and profound
Temptations and enjoyings fell behind a sequence of clouds
Until this happens to you
Deny your fault
From a significant mind just the absence of heroes was found
Reflected in silver which weight we could not lift
Corrosion of brass has scattered the sound of the hymns
Places where you can prove to yourself that you exist
Against the pressure of water are collapsing
Broken upon impact with solids
Drying in a sea of coal, the sun and the moon we eclipsed
Like unwanted children living to be punished
Combined together with a holy seal of fire and gasoline
Any particular feeling
has been removed
Eyes observing were sinking into rooms
Orgies of hundreds are meeting
Deformed mothers womb
Mattresses of every relationships cold tomb
Low hanging we are
Chambers of harm
Heavy burdens of disappointment
Like a ripped letter
Solemn cigarette scars
Nobody will ever know why it mattered
Raking disguise
Falling mask
Like an empty house only filled when it's entered
Horrible past
Without a future
Only negative options can happen
Monuments bulit from corpses
Only paths leading nowhere
A cage that hatered built
Sentences without release
Infection and disorder
Addiction to white powder
Five days without sleep
Sicknesses without relief
Weapons that have corroded
Memories are distorted
Holes we cannot fill
Wounds we cannot feel
we cannot feel