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Looking up monument of stone large fills my vision
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We own a house on some land
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So what is the song that Death sings
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Before you visit my home town
I'll tell you a little about this lovely place
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Shall I set my feet as gods
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I have heard it said our universe is made of waves
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He's always out under the street lights
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Your lips full , soft, curving, wet
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New ways to remove flesh from bone
New ways to spill blood
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I used to think that Democracy meant
One person one vote and thats how it went
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The filthy odour of iniquity hovers over the carcasses of our prey
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I saw a picture of a little boy one day
Half of his head had been ripped away
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If to enslave a true Demon is your desire
Not just elementals of Air, Earth, Water or Fire
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You have a Guardian Angel
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Repulsive and disgusting
Evoking mental and physical convulsions
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Dare not speak or make a sound
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Forgotten caverns deep in forgotten wastelands
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Does anybody know when they changed the words
I am sure if it had happened I would have heard
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Drifting between sleep and wakefulness
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Do not ask how we allowed your family to die
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Sitting silently alone
Not watching
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Nightmares come in Kodachrome and dreams in Black and White
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Searching through my sock draw for some socks to wear
Sometimes is quite surprising what I find In there
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She's Long and thin
With furry skin
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The only end to the boundless idiocy
Will come by the merciful hand of time claiming its mortal prize.
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Taking away my sight but increasing my vision
Sharpening my hearing that I may hear my soul
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Are we free to dissent
and be thrown in jail.
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Are they words or bile that you are spreading across that paper
The bitter acrid indigestible emotions regurgitated as print
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Setting suns light glows on the altar stone
Sun squeezing between the sacred pillars and horizon
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Singing for the man I love is my hearts delight
Till the suns rising we sing throughout the night
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Woke up to a deep kiss with with a gangrene tounge.
Slid into my slug skin pants pulled on a corpses Boots.
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Cats Eyes lying dead on the road.
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An Odyssey of Discovery.
An Odyssey for a quest.
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treacle skin laying glistening on the sand,
suns glare stealing vision, sapping strength
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