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Mirror
04:26
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She’s just a body with no name
She’s always drifting towards the flame
Try anything to cause her pain
She’s lost her racing mind again
She’s gliding up the hotel stairway
Like the ghost of lovers past
Flesh is cold and glowing softly
Only death follows her path
The girl in the mirror
She’s just like you
But torn in two
The girl in the glass
Her face is shattered
Lying in the rain
She’s just a face without a soul
She’s always losing self control
Trying to fill her bleeding holes
She’s got nowhere left to go
She’s drowning in a glass of bourbon
Like the sea of lovers lost
Flesh is cold and blue with sadness
Every dream you’ve ever lost
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Liturgy
04:38
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Raise your hands and say a prayer
Electric violence in the air
Call to action, call to arms
Drink the blood and pray for harm
Swing your head and say the words
The spirts of the dead in sounds return
A pagan ritual of flesh
To live in sin and dance with death
Ritual of sound and steel
Break yourself until you feel
Invoke the wrath of ancient days
Wake the sleeping from their graves
Pray we with me…
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