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virtual bird - industry of death lyrics

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they’re selling bodies by the pound down at the morgue
there’s something ancient and evil hiding in this town
black smoke rising from their chimney
the ashes of post life raining down
so, we say the gravestones have been made
but who sculpts the stones and who carves their names
if it all just floats up to the top

who is controlling the stage
there’s an industry of death that we can’t escape

who makes the money
who let them die
who makes the money
who let them die
who makes the money
who let them die

close up to the top who is controlling the stage
there’s an industry of death that we can’t escape

who makes the money
who let them die
who makes the money
who let them die
who makes the money
who let them die

- virtual bird lyrics

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