Abyssal - A Malthusian Epoch | Текст песни

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A skyline of turmoil
Screams reach high
Over hills of iron

More falls from your lips
Thw words concatenate and shatter
They naked falsity apparent

The bones of your sholder grind upon mine
In the dust we drown

Teeth into flesh
Find nought but gristle and jaws

Numbers dare not speak or name

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