LYRIC
Thread around my arms
Pierces my mouth
Men arise from the lake
Find there is nothing left
Spine splits and shifts
From dusted days
Her perfume is sick
Gunpowder sings
Your beautiful
Silver apples
Like carrion
Thread around my arms
Pierces my mouth
Men arise from the lake
Find there is nothing left
Spine splits and shifts
From dusted days
Her perfume is sick
Gunpowder sings
Your beautiful
Silver apples
Like carrion
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Thread around my arms
Pierces my mouth
Men arise from the lake
Find there is nothing left
Spine splits and shifts
From dusted days
Her perfume is sick
Gunpowder sings
Your beautiful
Silver apples
Like carrion
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