Karakum's Crate
St. Louis Disaster
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Leash of thorns
Around the neck
Turns into a weapon
A man
A hood
Makes me sick
Makes me numb
He's dangerous
Affection is
A piece of meat
Or an leg in your jaw
Facing the fear
With the mouth
Full of warm blood
Cut my ears
Make me strong
And let them see me
Look at those
Frightened shitholes
Tearing apart and fleeing
Into the hole
Into the hollow
(Creed) there remains the violence
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Into the hole
Into the hollow
(Creed) there remains the violence
Into the hole
Into the hollow
(Creed) there remains the violence
Into the hole
Into the hollow
(Creed) there remains the violence
Into the core
Into the core
Into the core
Into the core
Into the core
Into the core
Into the core
Into the core
Into the core
Into