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sons of perdition - the broadsword lyrics

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hear us sing so sweetly
from the cloistered vents and shafts
up through the throat of the broadsword hotel

as smoke whispers through a chimney
as blood hums in a vein
we call out your precious name

we smell your breath
as it tumbles down hollow corridors
we ache at the music of your feet

our faces to the grill
cold metal on our tongues
dreaming of your heart and lungs

we want you on our lips
and in our mouths
running down our throats in hot gobbets of flesh

we want you clinging beneath our nails
through the endless cruel levels of the broadsword hotel

your fat smeared on eager faces
clotted on our s+xless hips
as we peel off your flesh in strips
oh yes, yes, yes, oh yes

- sons of perdition lyrics

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