Lyrics Dawn of Man - Pop. 1280

Dawn of Man

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Through a slit in the screen
Seven nights a week
You’ve heard but not seen
Dessicated organs
Inside your wet robe
Mud caked pelts
And spears in lightning strobe
All the footprint fossils
Across dried out lakes
A pool of stale cracked jism
Down where curtain breaks
See a changing room
Off a fed back reel
Two sweaty faces
Behind the fifth seal
All lubed up
For a night of pain
You’re out of sight
You’re out of mind