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Man's taking a new latria
To the place where I envision
Fills our eyes
Eyes

Suck in that summer sister
The blood was like a river flowing

To be retangled from the point of entry
To the wicked root of the besnarling gravity
And I am connected to the people ahead of me
By a tangled stream of blood and entropy
And I am a child of the twenteith century
And I recall that the year that's ahead of me
Their eyes
They filled their eyes
They filled their eyes, eyes

Suck in that stomach sister
The fruit within your lore is expanding
A stange locked code, overthrow
Our occidental ancestral home

The limb, popped from its socket
Genetic weakness from the eighteenth century
The limb, popped from its socket
Genetic weakness from, from God knows when

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