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All Lyrics & Vocals - Andrew Menefee
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Within my lungs
Inhale the scent of desecration.
Behind the glass I
Heave below the
Dunes of the white
Mother of night.
My porcelain face,
Pallid, ancient,
Aching with grief,
Blinded belief.
White knuckle cold current,
Peel my skin away
With hooks that feed blind mouths,
Mitres made of glass and God
I taste the sickly salted flavor of my creation.
I slake the sweetly singing thirst of the siren
Guillotine.
Within my lungs
Inhale the scent of vindication.
Behind the glass I
Heave below the
Dunes of the white
Mother of night.
My porcelain face,
Pallid, ancient,
Aching with grief,
Blinded belief.
White knuckle cold current,
Peel my skin away
With hooks that feed blind mouths,
Mitres made of glass and God
I taste the sickly salted flavor of my creation.
I slake the sweetly singing thirst of the siren
Guillotine.
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