returning we hear the larks – obzen lyrics
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[verse 1]
a state of perfection, immersed in filth
equilibrium obtained
pure in devotion to all things unwell
this sweet zen of our ill condition sustained
[bridge]
a new belief system
salvation found in vomit and blood
where deprivation lies
corruption, war and pain is god
[verse 2]
balance
harmony found in the sickly, the vile
unflinching eyes; joyous and gleaming
intense in their need to watch things die
[bridge]
[middle eight]
decay, disgrace, disgust
our state of zen
[verse 3]
the grime of contempt and degeneration
sticky, foul and pungent
the sediment of our creation
we flourish in this blood-red soil
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