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By Pig Destroyer, while we used long fingernails to carve epitaphs into the
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By Pig Destroyer, the vomit on your lips tastes like the sex of
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By Pig Destroyer, My skin has atrophied.
It has been so long since the
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By Pig Destroyer, Dopestick for your sympathy i'm a cold silthering monster haunting
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By Pig Destroyer, Semen tastes like gunmetal she said smiling,
the arms of boys
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By Pig Destroyer, rebellion impossible your cabal crushed in its infancy they watch
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By Pig Destroyer, rebellion impossible your cabal crushed in its infancy they watch
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By Pig Destroyer, To enter your thoughts for just a few seconds as
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By Pig Destroyer, single-file lemmings prepare the mandate in effect simply a testament
to
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By Pig Destroyer, [Stooges cover]
Huh!
down on the street
where the faces shine.
floatin' around i'm
a
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By Pig Destroyer, i am content in the wooden half of ventriloquism with
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By Pig Destroyer, such the delicate locust without your wings have you ceased
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By Pig Destroyer, Certain things fascinate me.
First I went blind and then the
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By Pig Destroyer, Long sleeved in the summer,again in our gray shirts,leaning against
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By Pig Destroyer, quixotic concept of examining foreign cultures as opportunities
for brotherhood and
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By Pig Destroyer, maudlin idea of government abolition noble in intention absurb in
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By Pig Destroyer, a sliver of star dances through my sky to crash
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By Pig Destroyer, entrenched in a cult where you are assured that two
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By Pig Destroyer, Fingerprints on my eyes like ten tiny maps to heaven.
Or
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By Pig Destroyer, In this two bedroom tomb i'm sitting all alone with
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By Pig Destroyer, Stitched together into this beautiful monster animated by starlight.
Pose like
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By Pig Destroyer, it flows like red lava upon a city of outstretched
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By Pig Destroyer, i always thought it fitting the way they chose the
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By Pig Destroyer, Traced in a wet sand her name in perfect cursive.
A
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By Pig Destroyer, Happy birthday you broken child.
Of the barbed ribs and the
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By Pig Destroyer, Jennifer wrestled her friend playfully to the ground
infront of the
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By Pig Destroyer, My knuckles are bleeding on your front door
and these flowers
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By Pig Destroyer, Someday i'll find a way to win her over she
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By Pig Destroyer, Androgynous we are.
Ancient statues deformed in desert winds.
Dead children play
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By Pig Destroyer, why purchase respect when terror is on sale reverse nightstick