Lyrics
So our lights can shine scrape off the epidermis
Robbing pillars equivalent to graves
Tear down the walls faces ripped from their jaws
Black damp inhalers
We incarcerate ourselves in clay filled veins
The hollow drain which echoes our pain
Their is no sweeter sound
Than the song of a dead canary
Sin Remover
Burn away slag
We bare silicosis the fruits of our perseverance
Bleeder entries are packed with intestines
Holds back the dream till it discharges like a gun
Sin Remover
I am the Zion...
Extract our blood
We bleed of black
Reclamation
Shapes the face to a graven image
See the lies
We mend our seams
As days go by
On wounded knees I see you pray for me
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