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This Carousel of grief One day at a time One funeral a time I’m felling fine And I’m felling fine Everyday’s a last goodbye So many mortals So many first cackles So this is Death This Carousel of grief Never pad to get on Vomit everywhere WHEN THE FUCK WILL I GET OFF SO THIS IS WHAT I CALL LIFE GET REDDY TO GREAVE WITH ME THIS CAROUSEL OF GRIEF NEVER PAID TO GET ON VOMIT EVERYWHERE WHEN WILL I GET OFF THIS WHAT I CALL LIFE GRIEVE WITH ME MOTHERFUCKERS GRIEVE WITH ME WHO WILL GRIEVE WITH ME ALL IN BLACK AND PROMPT THIS CAROUSEL OF GRIEF NEVER PAID TO GET ON VOMIT EVERYWHERE WHEN WILL I GE

Lustful wise men mutter in the haze of burning vomit Sinking in to himself As his spine crunchers and melts He falls thru the chair Like a flameless candle With the rest of the dust Some say lust, some say lust As the walls rise up Waterfalls landing in a pool Blood and memories Bottom of the chain Who thort you’d pull the plug Clinging to the grate I ant afraid of the gutter Wise men mutter, wise men mutter Open your fists They’ll grind you to the bone Open you’re mouth You’re all alone Open you’re hart Fuck (solo) Fallen angels rise against The flood lights ablaze Skitsing in a b

Black Ice A silent echo in a vice Wails down to shadowed tar Lit by a lunar orbs Chard sails from a far Spites a butterflies idea Sweated blood soars Settling in a roof of ice Mirrors shatter and slice Remains of reflection A chocking martyr hunts the princess While the knight rusts Steaming rain folds leaves of regret Liquidate from denial Spun with every harvest By the patent watchers On an Island of eight Welding a Vail counseling consolidation Cataloging wax that freezers Ranking the anticlimactic Disposing all insufficient Icings of doubt Lick impacts of Lucifer’s clutch A penny lay’s upon a ped

Will gravity ever? Walls of suspicion There all blind They’ll never know what its like To wipe the frozen tears from my forehead Sold me out this cold black Will gravity ever bring me back? Everything’s always wrong FUCK HAVE I BEEN DOING THIS SO LONG Slip thru the vice of your expectations DRIFTING HERE FOREVER RUNNING THRU MY HEAD EVERYTHING’S A BROKEN THREAD TAKE HEAD, take head TAKE HEAD THIS IS MI COLD BLACK Messages driven by static and confusion Both so far away it’s all JUST A FUCKEN ILLUSION Syllables replayed to make words Well assimilate this Everything’s always wrong FUCK HAVE