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sewerperson - rain to graves + seed to soil كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(eric, look at me)
promise to rise again on the ninth night (go)
only day of the year inside this poltergeist frame (let’s go, let’s go)
rolls around and hits some like he pours some propane (uh)
cursory reads this havoc built through human bound— (let’s go)

[verse 1]
every time the rains hits the soil on the graves
something triggers in the church notifying those of faith
to be brought into the cold just to service those who sleep
through their rosary they pray, hoping innocents are saved
but it’s futile (innocents are savеd)
[chorus]
yeah, rise up, get up
put thе bones together, breathe and get the f_ck up (f_ck up)
it’s been years since he could feast, he needs nun guts (guts)
yeah, fillet bodies into meat then pick at cold cuts (cold cuts)
he holds orders from the t__th of the omen
uh, take what you need, no, he takes what he wants
i’m a product of the sins you commit under rugs
through the ages, i’m immune to the blades, now it’s guns
i could spare only few, but you gotta join the coven

[verse 2]
this designer been designed to indoctrinate the public (facts)
reps receive their lines and make a million when they dub it (facts)
all this sh_t online strip all our bodies bare of substance (facts)
preachers turn to mimes when population doesn’t want it
tragedy bound to me by blood in me, i push harder
leech therapy could not suck it out
i been writing my will in the infirmary
sound asleep in her bed, i filter feed on her dread
i am make_believe in her head, so i am free to roam her homestead

[chorus]
rise up
put the bones together, breathe and get the f_ck up (f_ck up)
it’s been years since he could feast, he needs nun guts
fillet bodies into meat then pick at cold cuts (cold cuts)
he holds orders from the t__th of the omen
huh, take what you need, no, he takes what he wants
i’m a product of the sins you commit under rugs
through the ages i’m immune to the blades, now it’s guns
i could spare only few, but you gotta join the coven

- sewerperson

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