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BLIND BLEEDING THE BLIND
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BLIND BLEEDING THE BLIND,
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Parched with thirst our cup overfloweth
with the crimson milk of human blindness
in charnel towers of ivory besieged
the bones of subjugation are picked clean
in barren decadence, tears are the only affluence
welling eyes are indifferent, as the blind bleed
Blood and tear - out damn spot out
the fruits of perpetual decay
pouring the salts in open wounds - out damn spot out
the scars remain, will stay perpetual decay
Bloody hands never wash clean
abject misery to bleed
decadence to feed
out damn spot out
Parched with thirst how the other half die
void of compassion our cup runs dry
with a silver spoon born to dig communal graves
the only consecration, the economics of pain
in barren decadence, tears are the fuel of affluence
wells of blood run diffluent, a bitter harvest to reap...
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Parched with thirst our cup overfloweth with the crimson milk of human blindness in charnel towers of ivory besieged the bones of subjugation are picked clean in barren decadence, tears are the only affluence welling eyes are indifferent, as the blind bleed Blood and tear - out damn spot out the fruits of perpetual decay pouring the salts in open wounds - out damn spot out the scars remain, will stay perpetual decay Bloody hands never wash clean abject misery to bleed decadence to feed out damn spot out Parched with thirst how the other half die void of compassion our cup runs dry with a silver spoon born to dig communal graves the only consecration, the economics of pain in barren decadence, tears are the fuel of affluence wells of blood run diffluent, a bitter harvest to reap...
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