Lyrics:
hate-objects is breath In your ears Behind us god In face of slaveless mind Beware to keep the grace And surb it in scarlines I invoke you all Enougth to slap
just you and me and my rib-caged brain We polished the brass and we dust the pain And we lay down fallow like slaveless chains And they call us sick
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