the sheep----- tonight they weep
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FEAR -----for the feeding
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GASP------clutched in groups
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no they dont
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no they dont hope
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these poor sheep tonight they weep
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begging for death but they settle for sleep
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sound of grinding metals always looming near by
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their bodies are caged and now so are their minds
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ooh. these trembling thingsssssssss
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these poor sheep cant lay their heads down.......
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(no dreams of softer sounds)
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blood is in the mud
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trampled by hooves
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that constantly shake
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and nervously move
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no hope or ambition
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they stay with the group
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these filthy fucking animals
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theyre just like you
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animals
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were animals
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animals
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were animals
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animals
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were animals
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and in the twilight swoon
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under an empty moon
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the creatures stop their shake
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and plan a quick escape
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theyre dancing on barbwire
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fraught with curdled screams
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messy skins and messy fluids
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pave a road to golden dreams
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they move in a frenzy
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across their mothers backs
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out into the open
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they dont look back
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SOUNDS. it rots their minds- leaves them blind
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NO DREAMING OF SOFTER
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SOUNDS. it rots their brains- drives them insane
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NO DREAMING OF SOFTER
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SOUNDS. it rots their minds- leaves them blind
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NO DREAMING OF SOFTER
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SOUNDS. it rots their brains- drives them insane
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NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDS
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NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDS
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NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDS
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Softer Sounds
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| Horse The Band |
