Funeralium
Funeralium - First Symptoms lyrics
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I played the painter on my skin And engraved some figures on it Push them away! Suppurated became my draws The stinking precious waste Push them away! I poured some salt into my wounds And softened them with cotton-wool Push them away! Attempted to extract this gem The fucking black bile Push them away!
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