Letra de Postcranial debris
If Man Is Five
I can remember as a child when it all seemed so like a game
Collect the stones inside my pocket, hear the noises that they made
But when my mother doesn't come home
and I realize I cast the first stone
FUCK
Oh God how could I?
Oh God what have I done?
The mob approaches with uncertainty in their eyes
All aware one of them will die
My childhood lay scattered among the postcranial debis
Dismembered, disarticulated, disappointment, disbelief
The tradition is a lie...
And all the shame, these sullied hands, the blood seeping into the soil
Oh God purge this stain from my soul, restore the innocence I've lost
For this I never can forgive myself
Drowning in my gene pool, will I sink or swim? Oh God what have I become?
Oh God free my from this burden?
The mob approaches with rocks in their hands
All aware that the time has come
No one wins...
Collect the stones inside my pocket, hear the noises that they made
But when my mother doesn't come home
and I realize I cast the first stone
FUCK
Oh God how could I?
Oh God what have I done?
The mob approaches with uncertainty in their eyes
My childhood lay scattered among the postcranial debis
Dismembered, disarticulated, disappointment, disbelief
The tradition is a lie...
And all the shame, these sullied hands, the blood seeping into the soil
Oh God purge this stain from my soul, restore the innocence I've lost
For this I never can forgive myself
Drowning in my gene pool, will I sink or swim? Oh God what have I become?
Oh God free my from this burden?
The mob approaches with rocks in their hands
All aware that the time has come
No one wins...
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