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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Empty. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Tukšs.
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Dust in my heart, blood on my hands. Five years I have been penitent. The penitent man finds his peace. These walls have seen my lack of dignity. These

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Leather Hands. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Ādas Hands.
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being nailed to a social security number. Living under the trough all I wanted was a horse a plow and three hundred acres of shit I want a horse a plow

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Recession. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Lejupslīdes.
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every mass grave. When will it end? No one can answer that question. My end in the face of unemployment and every day at the office a battle I'll never

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Piss. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Mīzt.
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No loyalty among thieves. You drowned me when the levee broke. Inside of my head the dead walk the earth disguised as human garbage asking for their

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Shat Out My Bones. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Shat Out My Bones.
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I see its face when I close my eyes head cocked to the left. Mouth open and unmerciful. Those were my last words. All of them. You swallowed them whole

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Made Of Coal. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Made Of Coal.
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I held your shit in my hands. An entire world of possibilities I don't speak of anymore. A horizon as red as her hair color and as black as her shit

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Teeth & Hair. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Zobu un matu.
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A crimson pool dries in the Palms of my hands 1,000 Sleepless nights, 26 Worrisome years i've Bared my teeth And sunk them into the Flesh of my enemy

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Bouquet Of Self Pity. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Bouquet Of Self Žēl.
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choke on gasoline. On the soles of my feet every color of the earth on fire. A world on fire. I inhale the smoke of the earth. Humanity washed in flames. A

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. They Smeared Shit On Their Skin So They Could Blend In ...Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Viņi izsmērēta sūdi uz ādas, lai viņi varētu saplūst At Nig ...
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their skin so they could blend in at night I can hear them howling. I can feel their footsteps all over my soft spots. Years of degeneration. The hell of a

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Remove The Light. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Noņemt Light.
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Larvae for me to choke on. I will find you child on your breast. Choking on my name spitting out the taste of apples in a garden of shit Remove the

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Gold Frankincense And Myrrh. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Zelta vīraku un mirres.
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You have no pride, no sense of friendship. Thank you for nothing. I regret hearing your word. As false as the priest you condemn. A hand a gun the word

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. I Walked Away From The Human Race. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Es walked prom no Human Race.
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I tear you apart and wear the remains I will never stop because wounds will never stop spreading a great big fucking scab I pick myself apart I have

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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Cloven. Clinging Of Meža ugunsgrēku Trees. Dziesmas No Ill cerību un izmisumu. Pārnadžiem.
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strength of an iron curtain pulled over my fucking face. The face of justice beaten and raped. Pig blood stains the cross, kill a cop, hang a judge,

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