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- Antigone
This song is from the floor of the ocean
But the soul it has is from the depths of hell of us all
A harvest home, the tipping point and the killing season
Barren waste, lesser race of darkest age
How the wells howl our name
kill me, kill me for the sins of yesterday
through broken skulls of yesterday
- Torn Asunder Worn Ideals
This strange electric light
It falls right where we hide
Through mysteries of sight
In psychotropic light
We come to ride and surely fall
Through the way of the infamy
Pray you won't send me down where you came