| Here you stand again
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| Above the degenerated cradle
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| Admiring your work of art
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| Just a casual piece of meat
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| Sweet finality, dancing under the knife of irony
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| Enjoy your meal, mom
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| It’s just a casual piece of meat
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| Rotting before your eyes
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| So special and so common
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| The face of your filthy burden revealed
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| Smiling in obscurity
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| The mass is formless, moving
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| A delicious aroma that makes you salivate
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| Addicted to discordant affection
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| The tortured path turned to happiness
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| So vile, so vile
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| Here you stand again
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| Above the degenerated cradle
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| Admiring your work of art
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| Casual piece of meat
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| Sweet finality, dancing under the knife of irony
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| Enjoy your meal, just a casual piece of meat
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| Maternal teeth close on the child
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| It disappears into the abyss
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| Slowly decomposed by corrosive liquids
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| The most vicious gift that binds us forever
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| Some Stockholm syndrome that can’t be cured
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| Here you stand again
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| Above the degenerated cradle
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| Admiring your work of art
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| Just a casual piece of meat
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| Sweet finality, dancing under the knife of irony
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| Enjoy your meal, mom
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| It’s just a casual piece of meat
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| Taste it, it’s so good
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| You’re going to taste me in spite of yourself, and you’re going to love it
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| The deepest kiss you’ve ever had
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| In this saving depression that saw me grow and die in your womb |