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rough hands - moral terror lyrics
no sanctuary
no paradise as my freedom is gone
another soothing sickness
without a definite cause
no parachute to break my fall and no cradle that is built for forgiveness
dress the wounds that delay the infectious developments
and what’s affecting me while my flesh still bleeds
no peace in freedom
arrested in the rise and the fall
pick apart the parasites leave out the blood
and paint a picture of the atrocities i’ve conceived as cold retribution
no peace in freedom
no parachute to break my fall
with the hope that i laid with amendments
plant the seeds that will grow out of my distress and f-cked up philosophy
that i’ve helped to breed
there they is, yeah there they is
no sanctuary, no paradise as my freedom is gone
amidst this painful satisfaction, my freedom has gone
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