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03:19
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For Whom a God Cries For?
Walk on fire to meet your maker
These terrible lies seek out your taker
Destroy it's heart, slowly beating for stranger things all misleading
And when the rhythms fold
And time's no longer king
I'd live inside the pendulum of your broken clock
And when I'm ready to fall
And take all hell with me
I'd live inside hotel-rooms of your empty eye(s)
Stand paralyzed what time is feeding
Stupid of wise there's no real meaning
Gathered by will or fucking glory
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03:29
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When Sabotaged...
And I feel nameless
When the cars collide with wind
And I can't see out the windows anymore
And I cannot feel what I once adored
And hits the rain again
And time strikes out again
And I cannot not feel this anymore
I cannot feel this anymore, no more
Breathe real heavy into tin
Metals wrap around like warmth
And I saw on the summer night
Was just another life pass me by
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02:05
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In the Bones
In the bones it is naked, and the future's getting wet
When the hands impress the master
You can feel it in his sweatHey! Pain!
There is no whispering itHit the ground, feel it louder, licking love up of the floor
Once a king, now a stranger
What's your price to be adored?Hey! Pain!
There is no whispering it -
01:57
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Dance with Your Dead
I hold your hand
Dance with your dead
You help me breathe
I shake and sing GLORIA
Dance with your dead -
03:13
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Queer
And he groans with his moans through his needs as a queer
And he wails in his dreams when he cries as a queer
I want more. I want more, more than this Give me more
And he loves when he cums inside them as a queer
When he talks he bites his nails to hides his hands as a queer
I want more. I want more, more than this Give me more
Oh how could they love you like I do, I do yeah
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03:26
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Oh, My Lovely Pilgrim!
As if in a dream, he stole from my heart and then my soul
In such a charming way, I'd beg to fit the mold
Fed the dead, and plucked the feathers to be sold
Blinded by mercy strings, & sold blood for go
Yeah we sold our blood for gold
I beg forgiveness, yet a heathen gets no grace
I drift among sea's that sow forsaken waste
I shot a bullet that has traveled backwards home
Oh, my lovely pilgrim, I trade my soul for stone
Yeah we trade our soul for stone