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Through The Line

Contributed by sicknivesevered on Monday, 29th May 2006 @ 02:26:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

THIS IS DONE - EVERYTHING'S DONE
ALL THROUGH THE LINE - AND A FACE THAT SHINES
THE EYES AVERT - USED FLESH IS DIRT
LOST INSIDE THE SKIN - HATE DRIPS FROM YOUR CHIN

BOWL OF LIFE - YOU DRINK IT ALL
CONSUME THE HORDE - DEVOUR MISOGYNY
YOUR SMILE GLEAMS - ALL'S WELL IT SEEMS
YOU TOUCH YOUR SCARS - YOU ARE WHAT YOU ARE

Everyone can't be Mary, and she knows it well
She takes another step on her trip to Hell
Her condition worsens and she grows older
The lights slip away and the love feels colder

THIS RITUAL - BECOMES HABITUAL
NOTHING REDEEMS - DROWNING IN A WET DREAM
ANOTHER COAT - BLEACH THE THROAT
THE EYES FULL WHITE- THE DEADMAN'S DELIGHT

LEAVE NO TRACE - IN THIS LURID PLACE
WITHIN HOURS - EVERY PIECE IS WASTE
SO SMILE HARD - AND MOURN THE SHARDS
OF YOUR DECIMATION - AND YOUR DEGRADATION

Everyone can't be Mary, and she knows it well
She takes another step on her trip to Hell
Her condition worsens and she grows older
The lights slip away and the love feels colder

The corner was desolate
But the middle's just as absent
All the virtues were desecrated
Smeared thoughts are consecrated
You skry away
Everything else slides down

Everyone can't be Mary, and she knows it well
She takes another step on her trip to Hell
Her condition worsens and she grows older
The lights slip away and the love feels colder

Copyright © sicknivesevered ... [ 2006-05-29 14:26:00]
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Re: Through The Line (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Wednesday, 17th January 2007 @ 01:01:18 PM AEST
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Hell.. I would listen to that... I thought it was awesome.. Why did they want to throw it out?

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Christina

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