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From cloven hoof
Their distillate serves to waste away our young
With steady hands and empty eyes
They'll climb us rung by rung

Bow to your needle, colony of impulse
Lie down and cower, embrace the pale flower
Our product reimagined through its carbon chains
Our ghost will slip between their sanctions
Pandemic, designed so elegant
Cut the tendons from your ankles
And serve them to the gods

Watch them writhe
Watch them wither

Sewn in remedy, bound to fall
For pride, your nation states dissolve
Call me Allah, call me Elohim
In time you shall rebuke all
Sewn in remedy, bound to crawl
In powder white, your will dissolves
Call me Allah, call me Elohim
In time you shall rebuke all

Bow to the needle, unblessed cathedral
I lie down and cower, bathed in the pale flower
Take comfort in the presence of your dying whores
Forever empty, the dope inside your pulsing sores
Devoted to your form
There is nothing else
A willing host in reverence of your warmth

Watch them writhe
Watch them wither

Sewn in remedy, bound to fall
For pride, your nation states dissolve
Call me Allah, call me Elohim
In time you shall rebuke all
Sewn in remedy, bound to crawl
In powder white, your will dissolves
Call me Allah, call me Elohim
In time you shall rebuke all
Sewn in remedy, bound to fall
For pride, your nation states dissolve
Call me Allah, call me Elohim
In time you shall rebuke all.

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