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the celestial parlour orchestra - the butcher of mercy street كلمات أغنية

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_i sold knives to boys with dead_end eyes,_
_taught them how to carve prayers from lies._
_my hands stink of blood and grace—_
_mercy’s a language this town erases._

_now they call me king of the unmarked graves,_
_my crown’s a bullet, my scepter’s a shiv._
_i built this h_ll with the bones i saved—_
_the butcher’s the saint when the law won’t forgive._

_the widow spits curses, her rent’s overdue,_
_her son’s my best thief, her god’s my tattoo._
_the neon cross fl!ckers above the p_wn shop door—_
_”salvation’s a debt, and i’m the f_cking loan officer.”_

_now they call me king of the unmarked graves,_
_my crown’s a bullet, my scepter’s a shiv._
_i built this h_ll with the bones i saved—_
_the butcher’s the saint when the law won’t forgive._

_the cop’s new boots track mud on my floor,_
_his badge shines like the sh_t i ignore._
_he whispers, “we’re twins in different suits—_
_you k!ll for the streets. i k!ll for the statutes.”_

_the tenements hum my lullaby of rust,_
_their pipes bleed the hymns of the dust._
_i’ll die as i lived: half wolf, half shrine—_
_the butcher, the savior, the fault line._

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