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The graveyard waiting up ahead

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the silent girl

( Looking for you )

Why do you hide ?

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ritual sacrifice

//

Bodies burning in the massive

Fornication

Of the loveless and the blind

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we like the solitude of our sorrow

Where angry little images

Become raging men

Bent on revenge

And any other cheap thrill

We may find

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in the police state of things

The only politician is a bribe

•

if you're going  to San Francisco

You should wear

A red bandanna or a blue  one

And tattoos

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She walks on water

We see her and yell

TAKE IT OFF TAKE IT OFF
TAKE IT ALL OFF !

The wind blows
Trying to knock us down

••

We are the stuff that piles of ****
Are made from

Thinking about

Aborted tomorrows