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the celestial parlour orchestra - the butcher of mercy street lyrics

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+i sold knives to boys with dead+end eyes,+
+taught them how to carve prayers from lies.+
+my hands stink of blood and grace—+
+mercy’s a language this town erases.+

+now they call me king of the unmarked graves,+
+my crown’s a bullet, my scepter’s a shiv.+
+i built this h+ll with the bones i saved—+
+the butcher’s the saint when the law won’t forgive.+

+the widow spits curses, her rent’s overdue,+
+her son’s my best thief, her god’s my tattoo.+
+the neon cross fl!ckers above the p+wn shop door—+
+”salvation’s a debt, and i’m the f+cking loan officer.”+

+now they call me king of the unmarked graves,+
+my crown’s a bullet, my scepter’s a shiv.+
+i built this h+ll with the bones i saved—+
+the butcher’s the saint when the law won’t forgive.+

+the cop’s new boots track mud on my floor,+
+his badge shines like the sh+t i ignore.+
+he whispers, “we’re twins in different suits—+
+you k!ll for the streets. i k!ll for the statutes.”+

+the tenements hum my lullaby of rust,+
+their pipes bleed the hymns of the dust.+
+i’ll die as i lived: half wolf, half shrine—+
+the butcher, the savior, the fault line.+



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