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Hammering the escape pod now no one gets it
No prob dick wad wet my throne carelessing 

Looking out for numero oh no 
Perfumed by the pity a parent

Swelling a symphony of gold and soul
Hammering down
Shaking the ground
This land is theirs to take
This is where Aeneas began
Brought the Golden Bough

the car, the names bore me
Stay balancing, plus size Mannequin,
Gut instinct, flat white with the madeleine,
I keep hammering, I bring the jiggy

the neighbors' cigarettes
Drinking holy water out of a can
Hammering nails with the palm of my hand
Soon, this will be over soon
Garbage day
Got clothes to donate

Hammering verbal fictions into the heads of little men
Pursuing freedom of thought like it's a corrupt and deadly sin

We're wolves amonst wolves in a race

Offshore distant storm
Racing toward the land
Crests tug to troughs across the foamy main
Hammering some form
Onto anvils of sand
Time's relentless

I thought you'd come back
but I'd hoped you wouldn't
Rambling hammering at my will to live
Just let me be at peace
I don't think about you
I don't

It was hard to breathe I couldn't take it anymore
I felt the earth closing in on me
I didn't faint due the hits
She was hammering nails into my

bursting out of the deep  violence of the bleak
hammering the nails down into idols of the weak 
(which are) the terror, the torture, the self

Turbulent and great

Like a mans muscle when hard at his toil
Hammering digging leaning on the spade
So bulged and contracted in recall
Each single movement

Her fist is hammering as loud as the heart
doors open minded not from the start.
His forehead a silent questionmark
numbers recounted out of the dark

tock-o-tock tock tock

The woodpecker went on pecking
And hammering on with glee,
And every single pear
Tumbled down beneath the tree
The woodpecker stopped his

time they made notice of the whole crowd
Of cowards and fools
This house of tools
Hammering it hard, but playing it cool
Screw the school of thought
That

on me
For entrance to the shrine
Hammering the nails
Into a sacred coffin
You call on me
For powers clandestine

Are you on the square?
Are you

to
Harass and torture those who
You see as weak and frail?
Keep hammering the nail.

This feels like more than hatred;
A fire burning, raging.
Here deep

Midnight, the rhythm plays out load
Hammering hard in the air tonight
Arms, reaching up high, bodies twist and writhe
To the music

Can you feel

you're damn close to hell
When your head is cooking
Like a soft-boiled bloody egg
And someone is hammering a spoon
Against it's fragile shell

I hate you

your reward

I've been hammering
I've been nailing
I've been slaving all dang day
But I'll be free from
cll this world stuff
I'll be moved on to a better

Watches hammering
 Time is explosive,
Teeth are enamoring
Slightly ferocious, 
Words are like batteries,
Highly corrosive,


Music heals as you play it,

on me for entrance to the shrine
Hammering the nails
Into a sacred coffin
You call on me for powers clandestine
cre you on the square?
cre you

friends through your spit at me
Pericles keeps hammering six strings
Hopefully to your favorite songs
And hopefully you can sing along
Your attendance

the trampling of feet
And cosmic chants arise
The hammering at the doors
The distant screams of fear
Pulsating in your brain
Raise your heads, the blood moon

Seasoning Greek 
Salad in her talons 
Bad blood by the gallons 

cctually 
(chem)
I'm really with the shits
Got diamonds in my disco 
Hammering the hits

know, don't care, the pain still there

Counting the minutes that has passed, the slow and dreadful
Ticking of the clock
The constant hammering, pounding