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Twisting the wind

Clueless
The fear we learn to live in
Hopeless
Covered with fleas
Up to our knees in fucking shit

Barren & sightless
Hanging here lifeless
Through unholy terror & deepening peril
The forked tongues divide while the rattlers nest writhes
The wolves at the alter are selling you the prize

We wait to slough this mortal coil
Is this all we are?
Bound & gagged, we trudge along

Dejected, contorted, selected

Like a bay of pigs we roll in filth
Gasp for air with collapsing lungs

Aborted, distorted, selected,

Frozen, complicit, forgotten
Lost to time

It's just below the surface stealing the atmosphere
It's all up in the water as the smoke fills the air
Avoidance is the crutch we hobbled on to get here
It's hanging like the Devil's noose so now we feel fear
It's hanging like the Devil's noose we all chose to wear

Stricken, defeated
Frozen, complicit
Lost to time

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from Ars Moriendi (The Art of Dying), released July 17, 2015

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