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SINGER: A Split Second
SONG:Arsenic On The Rocks
Supper time is over for the cannibal tribes slice me now plastic faces in a meltdown room chatter chatter the glowing of the faces in the acid light slice me now bend my body, stretch my mind trying to be of your kind Wash away the emptiness and swallow me, swallow me the venom of a hundred thousand snakes exasperation tears me down slice me now digging a hole for another conscience and swallow me, swallow me, all of me wash away the emptiness and burn it up, burn it up and now we explode hate incinerating in the acid rain drinking boredom, smoking pain slipping from my fingers it's a passionate crime closer to your image a cleansing shrine Moisture on the cutlery, the taste of our decline no way to stop me breathing now the rhythm makes you mine gazing down the abyss, there's no sense in going on arsenic on either side just let me turn to stone
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