number twelve looks like you - the weekly wars lyrics
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i am my own killing moon
the hunter and the prey
a baptism in dirty water
escaped from th e crucifix
but still carry the weight
a baptism in dirty water
these impure thoughts lead to soulless action
and the cycle continues
furthered by the thought of a confused soul
a man with no release
concerned by his own thoughts
slowing the rotation of the cogs and the gears
a halting machine
a haunting disease
a man with no release
piih.
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