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Neither twine nor rope nor Holy Ghost
Could bind this man to the mortal coil
Yet with mirth and dust and processed meats
A feast lay there before him
"This is evangelical", he said
He gandered to the right and to the left
Tactile affirmations and obsessive observations
And need i even mention such impressive desecrations
I am the city of dust
I am the cold dark place
I am the half dead flesh that needs no sleep
The pregnant pause
The sound unsung
The gut cut up
The gut cut up in real time
So, you will be mine
Neither twine nor rope nor Holy Ghost
Could bind this man to the mortal coil
Yet with mirth and dust and processed meats
A feast lay there before him
"This is evangelical", he said
He gandered to the right and to the left
Tactile affirmations and obsessive observations
And need i even mention such impressive desecrations
I am the city of dust
I am the cold dark place
I am the half dead flesh that needs no sleep
The pregnant pause
The sound unsung
The gut cut up
The gut cut up in real time
So, you will be mine
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iTunes: City Of Dust
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