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Madder Mortem - Omnivore lyrics
Oh, little figures that toil under weather and sun Your backbreaking labor is earning you nothing but hopes undone Here nothing is sacred; what pride there is left will not hold The price of your failure is shown in the trinkets that weigh you down I'm swimming in obscenity that gives me not one second's peace Mirror all my faults and flaws, crack jokes at all that I'm made of Weeping in our restless sleep, we're dreaming of lucidity and peace All good withers and dies We seized it all, only to let go The empty winners drowning in the flow We are all forlorn Riddle is solving itself as I kneel and devour The strength of the terror will never relieve you of crawling on Small voices are prying at secrets I don't want to share Pathetic and sweet, all remorse is cut off with the leech that bleeds me All good withers and dies in our hands We seized it all, only to let go The empty sinners drowning in the flow I'm swimming in obscenity that gives me not one second's peace Mirror all my faults and flaws, crack jokes at all that I'm made of The silent heartstone at my feet: we're gagged and bound and incomplete Nothing holds in what we are, our filth and greed has come too far The great deceit, the greater made by truth well hid in words and shades Ten letters on my stony bed to witness every mouthful fed 'Cause I am the one who will rip you apart So die |
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