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Words fade above the snow
The carved out somebody stitch
The carver's all who waves surrender
Through all tempers looking back
The skin begins to crack
Those ever double jointed blamers
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Closed off no power the wheel inside no peace
No feeling all disease around security
Eyes
Devise the cycles find
A call that's never caught
Beneath the locusts timed decision
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The vice grips never freed
A crease upon one's debt
And never paying forward
Hate
What will we won't be late
What will be left today
When nothing left to beg the moral
Fate
What is it left can't you say
Who will be left to pay
When ugly crippled eyes remain
Fine
Closed off devoured the meat inside of me
In freeing all afraid of life eternity
Eyes
Burning of sorrow deep craving inside no teeth
Holding on nothing left to be believed
Fear
What will we want with fear
The time of bombing near
With nothing left to have hope for
Pain
What is there left to say
An ancient plan to pay
With blood and shit tomorrow
Shame
We will be learning shame
Until we play the game
That in the end will bring disorder
Race
What will be left to say
When nothing is the same
And all this shit goes over
Where you... nowhere... like you left... go... where you...
Stepping out behind mask
Kiss the mercantile abscess
Run behind blood
The fingernails are dirty
Face the combination loss
And go towards the final cost
A cripple's desk a lost foothold
Suffering at the end scene
Fine
Closed off devoured the meat inside of me
In freeing all afraid of life eternity
Artist: Billie Holiday
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