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The Red Chord
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Like a Train Through a Pigeon
Avarice and stubbornness - converge into stupidity. In two we have begotten our desserts and transform. As we become food for the earth and for the rats. I never forget a face and this time I'm taking names - this time I'm... Screech and pop of this hollow shell would have provided escape for the fortunate. The fortunate I am not, as I have lived for hours. My dying image, my innards are ripped and picked away by my 'comrades' literally and figuratively, the teeth goes through the tongue. I am willing to die for my fair share and for my share I have died. If I wake before I die, there'll be hell to pay. But for my share, I'm left in half, so I guess I'm fucked. Screech and pop of this hollow shell would have provided escape for the fortunate. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com There were never signs of slowing down as it ripped right through me. If I could just die before my children eat me, literally and figuratively, the teeth go through the tongue. Am I dying or just waking up? Am I dyign or just waking up? I'm in half. Mass Killing Spree. If we all could just die before our children eat us. Like a train through a pigeon. I'm now filled with empathy. If we all could just die before our children eat us. A failure to move will result in your death.
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