The Lamb Skin Curtain
Pogavranjen
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You conceal your crusade
Behind the lamb skin curtain
As the sow swells
Her litter boils, swarming in the concrete womb
Draped in deceit, its mortar is old
Seer's oath of the wise uttered
Under a tide of blood
Oh, i would pull you in
See that you drown
My loathing would weave your ruin
From nausea i rose
To the unfolding knowledge
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Outside the dewed window
You're being outwitted by wolves
We've got disease up our sleeves
It would decay the very bones
Of the promised land
You conceal your crusade
Behind the lamb skin curtain
From nausea i rose
To nausea i return