Forbidden Lyrics - Preoccupations

Everyone is floating by the graveside 

Everyone is foreign when you're in another world 

But the translation of sound is the same 

You'll be made irrelevant by a suicide machine 

Mechanically modified to muffle out the screams 

Your novel grand possession, enrapturing soon 

Tasting the festering, forbidden fruit 

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