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The Skeletons( Skeletons )
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The Dead Circus
Burning paper to make things living A cosmic womb through a doll's glass eyes Parading it's flesh and begging for death The sun is burning holes in the sky My sky
Spitting forth life with the blood I drain A monarch to the lepers - a god to the insane Injecting slow death to set me free Resurrect me through your apathy
My eyes have dried out - scabs - peeling I see them scaling down my walls Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The needles shriek - standing on end Burrow into my mind with rusted claws
Burning paper dolls Under a blanket of night These ashes glow to embers The final gasp of the light I see an endless void Nothingness fills my eyes Injecting slow death The sun is burning holes in the sky
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