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All Lyrics & Vocals - Andrew Menefee
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Oh! What an artist dies in me!
I lit my way through the garden
By the light of their
Burning bodies
Now, for nothing
Their wretched fingers grab at me
When I looked upon him
I watched the sky
And the sun wept high
Over gored dunes of sand
Into the fire, child
Where mother will embrace you
As surely as the fat will render
When she held aloft her son
And wept for the wound she cut
As deeply into her chest
As she did into the boy’s
My iron teeth will carve the canyons
Upon this bloodied earth
I lit my way through the garden
When I looked upon him
I watched the sky
And the sun wept high
Over gored dunes of sand
Into the fire, child
Where mother will embrace you
As surely as the fat will render
Watch these, blinded mouths
My sons’ creations
Envelope the hope you’ve come
To kill for
The call of the void
Eternity
The want of salvation
Futility
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