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letra de creating the devil in our image - pupil slicer

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gnashing chains spark with volatile abandon
lives on the line like straws are pulled at random
metal claws, traced their tips against bone
where flesh once unsundered could whisper alone
you are home
it appears whenever
life transitions phase; pierces my gaze

burrs piercing a sphere of rust where now i lay my head
the cage held by hooks, suspended in emptiness
indifferent to the taste, becoming a flood
burrs piercing a sphere of rust where i am laid to rest
father? mother? do you hear me?
curled up and lonely?

blindfold of th-rns, warmth of ashen form
now generations from the place where i was born
blackened marble, scripture here is torn
for what i once was, no-one will mourn

rebirth true
same as you
fading dream
into…

revere me and k!ll me
the son of god, the son of god, the son of god, the devil
questions not answered, a quest for romance or
give me a meaning, i have no feeling
listen to them scream
harsh, harsh abrasions between inconsonant patterns
wires, wires unending, like veins they carry blood

nurtured by that nightmare, take flight and seek
what you’re to be. don’t look back for me
transcend death and let the future take its course

suffer, like i did
surrounded by everything but death
leaving this reality
cold iron flavor of the stains they’re yet to be
formed of imitation, every one is just like me
the devil in our image, it’s creation you will see
suffer, like i did

dread laden misery, it weaves beneath my skin
a monument to everything you would have been
a monument to everything you would have been
a monument to everything you would have been
a monument to everything you would have been

- pupil slicer

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