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sewerperson – the lesser dead كلمات اغاني

[intro]
let’s go, aye

[chorus]
this poor creature in these photographs (dead)
tortured (dead), bl__dy, buried bare funeral dressings in 1920 (oh)
blood dyes a gold around her neck into a rust_red (dead)
how can any man lay sleeping with her on their conscience?

[verse]
lord, help me navigate this mess i stumbled onto
the deviancy permeates my senses in a dark room
tossed away a horror, southern scotland to a dark grave, uh (dead)
sot is the only mess upon her pale facе
slowly life in glasgow holds a sour taste
rainy nights and steep rock by the harsh wavеs (murder)
purity on this shelf is but a dream state
yuh, sanity and myself just had to part ways
down the turn i guess (true)
me and all attempts to give her a fitting rest (no)
it adds up, no it don’t
this a cult, i know (cult)
sit and collect the bones (bones)
there the eyes upon us, you’re not safe at home
hand signs they’re not deaf, plus words are all done with their left, uh
i seen a sacrifice come to fruition, i cannot be scared that i’m next, uh (scared)
i feel this sh_t in my chest, uh, i seen the runes getting dressed
my parents told me when younger, i didn’t believe ’em till i saw the mark on my head (path to h_ll)
[chorus]
poor creature in these photographs
tortured, bl__dy, buried bare funeral dressings in 1920
blood dyes a gold around her neck into a rust_red
how can any man lay sleeping with her on their conscience?

- sewerperson

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