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Lead-base for the holy ghost
Inebriated leather-host
A loaded, bladed, silent pain
Will nail you to the world again
Strychnine starts the bleeding dark
Metals aging - Birth an mark
Shards of empty battle grey
Poisoned beasts are out to play
The dead are implicated
Implied but never stated
Carve me out those other words to live by
Yeah mine's sterilized as well
I never used it can't you tell
It's small enough to fit in your
Favorite ikon's mouth
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