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The gruesome caravan is crawling in circles |
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Around pillars of cold grey light |
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Pale horse is there, but the rider's away on business |
| [00:42.71] |
And the lion went roaring somewhere else |
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|
| [00:49.27] |
It's a begging time for dissolution |
| [00:55.04] |
The commodity of ultimate silence on public display |
| [01:01.36] |
The living dead stare at the gaping void |
| [01:07.00] |
Waiting for the blade to finally come down |
| [01:09.76] |
|
| [01:22.83] |
"Not just yet" |
| [01:24.14] |
|
| [01:37.45] |
There's still innards to be ripped out |
| [01:43.61] |
And hanged between the sacred trees |
| [01:49.63] |
Bones to be broken, eyes to be plucked |
| [01:56.33] |
For the amusement of a drooling god |
| [02:01.77] |
Born again in a tidal wave of filth |
| [02:07.68] |
Amidst chants of suffocating angels |
| [02:13.47] |
An offering to a ravenous idol |
| [02:19.63] |
That'll take more pleasure in puking it out |
| [02:25.48] |
Gnawed and spat out |
| [02:31.71] |
Still good enough for lowbrow vultures |
| [02:37.50] |
Torn and led astray |
| [02:43.56] |
Fed scraps of hope until the banal end |
| [02:48.87] |
|
| [03:13.51] |
A bargain pilgrimage to the heart of darkness |
| [03:19.49] |
The stay got extended quite a good bit |
| [03:25.29] |
View is always the same: sorrow upon sorrow |
| [03:31.26] |
And the orchestra keeps playing same song on repeat |
| [03:36.63] |
|
| [03:37.46] |
A canticle arranged for gnashing of teeth |
| [03:43.67] |
Howling of hearts and cracking of spines |
| [03:49.55] |
And there's a hundred eager razors |
| [03:55.50] |
Underneath the conductor's suit |
| [04:01.87] |
Gnawed and spat out |
| [04:07.03] |
Still good enough for lowbrow vultures |
| [04:14.11] |
Torn and led astray |
| [04:19.33] |
Fed scraps of hope until the banal end |
| [04:29.14] |
|
| [04:51.28] |
In this rotten excuse for a world |
| [04:57.25] |
At the bottom of the dustbin of history |
| [05:03.15] |
Let's just try and pretend |
| [05:07.67] |
That our corpses still have some class |
| [05:13.27] |
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| [05:16.55] |
The cold light |
| [05:22.39] |
The gaping void |
| [05:27.38] |
The final silence |
| [05:34.19] |
At the fingertips |
| [05:39.05] |
|
| [05:40.63] |
The cold light |
| [05:46.50] |
The gaping void |
| [05:51.39] |
The broken cycle |
| [06:23.14][05:57.51] |
"Not just yet" |
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