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Machines Of Loving Grace
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Ancestor Cult
Lyricist:Scott Benzel, Michael Bernard Fisher, Stuart Kupers
Let's take an ambulance ride To the place where amnesia fills our eyes
Stuck in that summer sister The blood was like a river flowing The earring dangles from the point of entry To the wicked root of this the solid 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 twentieth century And I recall that the others ahead of me Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Filled their eyes, they filled their eyes
Suck in that stomach sister The fruit within your loins expanding A strange locked code overflows Our occidental ancestral home
The limb, popped from it's socket Genetic weakness from the eighteenth century The limb, popped from it's socket Genetic who knows what from God knows when
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