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"My perfect reflection swims through the drowning pool.The sky is gone. My world is in deconstruction" |
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The fallen that dreams suicide |
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Takes the needle, instead of the gun |
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The victim who self crucifies can't realize |
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Christ is a weapon that chisels at our lives |
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Deconstruction |
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The martyr takes his aim and wounds the holy man |
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And on the eighth day |
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God made the art of war |
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And laughing planned the end |
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Who will tend the garden when the snake swallows the light? |
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Who will eat the decay when the worms have lost their sight? |
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Who will rape the weak when there's nothing left to gain? |
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Who will till the soil of these barren black remains? |
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Deconstruction, deconstruction |
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Who will lick my wounds when they take away my speech? |
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Will you stand in line while the shepherd hunts his sheep? |
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Could you see tomorrow if |
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I took away your eyes? |
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Can you crawl from under new age prophecy's despise? |
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Deconstruction, deconstruction |
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Deconstruct my reality and let me slip away, |
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I am the dog |
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Who will tend the garden when the snake swallows the light? |
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Who will eat the decay when the worms have lost their sight? |
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Who will rape the weak when there's nothing left to gain? |
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Who will till the soil of these barren black remains? |
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Deconstruction, deconstruction |
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Deconstruction, deconstruction |
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Our world is in deconstruction |
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Our world |
