Contact the empire solutionaries
They cut the skin, they peel back the onion
Reveal the ghostblood
Fat black gas exudes
Moves into the mirrored hall of empty values
Canned sister Iowa
Drive me to the changing room
Where the counterfeit meets
And brings its collection of orphans
Leave them in the state grip
The nurses hate them
But it's up to you and me, my faithful sin-eater
To give them a glorious light-bath
And remove their wrapping
Their burning flag birthday suit
Don't open life alone Contact the empire solutionaries They cut the skin, they peel back the onion Reveal the ghostblood Fat black gas exudes Moves into the mirrored hall of empty values Canned sister Iowa Drive me to the changing room Where the counterfeit meets And brings its collection of orphans Leave them in the state grip The nurses hate them But it's up to you and me, my faithful sin-eater To give them a glorious light-bath And remove their wrapping Their burning flag birthday suit Explain Request ×
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