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アーティスト:Stone Sour  アルバム:Omega  作詞:Unknown  作曲:ECONOMAKI SHAWN/EKMAN JOEL B/RAND JOSH 

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What a skeletal wreck of man this is. Translucent flesh and feeble bones, The kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic tomes. Running rampid with free thought to free form, and the free and clear. When the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a Laundry mat to sift and focus on the bigger, better, now. We all have a little sin that needs venting, Virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems are ripped From the branches of office, do you know where your post entails? Do you serve a purpose, or purposely serve? When in doubt inside your atavistic allure, the value of a summer spent, And a winter earned. For the rest of us, there is always Sunday. The day of the week the reeks of rest, but all we do is catch our breath, So we can wade naked in the bloody pool, and place our hand on the big, black book. To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers. A vacation is a countdown, T minus your life and Counting, time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube, And hope you get a taste. What the fuck is all this for? What the hell's going on? Shut up! I can go on and on but lets move on, shall we? Say, your me, and I'm you, and they all watch the things we do, And like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs, Haven't felt like this in years. The great magnet of malicious magnanimous


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