A token left with judgement a memento left ajar
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A secret never wanted death defying little charms
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How to defend pretend selective piss-away so long neglected
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Pretty-frozen underground from above the odor leering
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Pass the meat from which I stink of
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All those tethered whether-wise
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A blood stain all the wiser desperation kicks the stool
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A little bruise to lose demure a staple cut and dry
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In the sink dissection decimation is the rule
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In determining direction acting agent act the fool
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Pass the meat from which I stink of
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Putrid helping kept inside
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Tincture Warning Second cousin to the new invention
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Addictive so charming second only to a forced unfusion
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Tincture of lead be said with no remorse full of confusion
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Wish to enjoy this weightlessness lay me out full worm garden
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A prick upon the finger looking back like hacking through
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To develop in the mixture of a portion of a view
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The distant elevation of a faded wicked high
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Divination ask a question of a spirit for a thing you used to hide
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Pass the meat from which I stink of
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Passed out serving on the side
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From the meat I'm suffocating
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Cutting from the bone to hide
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A noose-knit put on sweater tie it up around the arm
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Looks to grip along the trigger down the barrel of a gun
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Assume today a game to play cardboard house in dissaray
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Tremble little joker think dig it deep don't be afraid...
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Full Worm Garden
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| KMFDM |
