Sanctuary (spent Sperm Mix) Lyrics - Pig

Doubting, trying 

Not to look at the face if the man who is dying 

To look for the face of the man who is lying 

The ambler gambler is low and loaded 

His rusty steed turns to burn into my soul 

I hear the cries 

My body lies in sanctuary 

The long way home I cannot seek 

He knows the pain it's special place 

I know it's look I know your face 

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White silver draws black lines 

Bright whites the killing kind 

Two wrongs don't make a right 

Two blacks don't make a white 

Devotion isn't what it seems 

The broker of my broken dreams 

Hell is all what I can see 

My cell is my sanctuary 

There's a black space where my soul should be 

A gaping wound where my heart could be 

I feel so low I feel like Christ 

I see my head is turning white 

The knuckles twisted raw and I'm so empty 

And there's no respite 

You prey together on the small 

Hell vision shows it every night 

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White silver draws black lines 

Bright whites the killing kind 

Two wrongs don't make a right 

Two blacks don't make a white 

Devotion isn't what it seems 

The broker of my broken dreams 

Hell is all what I can see 

My cell is my sanctuary