Right Hand // Molting Limbs

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This is 2 songs on 1 track
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- Right Hand-
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There’s never been a revolution without violence
there’s nothing quite as seductive as silence
we’re all constantly under surveillance
force feed us fear until we’re forced to accept this
you’re not a human being, you’re a paper trail
and your American Dream is nothing but a fairy tale
characterize us all as common criminals
guilty till proven innocent, their system’s scorn is terminal
I’m chewing all my fucking fingers to the bone
this city’s overcrowded I just want to be alone
their influence is everywhere, they litter streets with lies
attacked by advertisements till I cut out both my eyes
They called it quits on giving a shit
so long ago that I don’t think anyone even remembers it
gave them an inch, they took a mile
it won’t be long till we’re all silently marching single file

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- Molting Limbs-
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Sleepy eyes with a sickness to speak of
and you speak…you speak
loose lips leaking nightmares of leprosy
I’m molting limbs come lay holy hands upon me
anointed in anonymity
bless me in breathless beauty
anoint me in my own hostility
bless me oppress me

arrest me for I could surely
be the Anti-Christ you speak of, the ruthless storm approaching
six hundred sixty-six, sleepless eyes with sleepless tricks
sprouting from both heads of the beast you’re poaching
I am the devil that you don’t like to dream of
well dressed and well-spoken I shake the hands of wealthy men
I am the sickness that you don’t like to speak of
I will devour you alive from the inside

I bear this cross upside-down
let the blood rush to my head as they force it in the ground
observe me, this is your exhibition
televise my tyranny, see the terror in tradition

Sleepy eyes with a sickness to speak of
and you speak… yeah you speak
loose lips leaking nightmares of leprosy
I’m molting limbs come lay holy hands upon me
anointed in anonymity
bless me in breathless beauty
anoint me in my own hostility
bless me oppress me

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from Escape From New Haven DEMO, released August 1, 2012

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