Over this opposition,
Rehearsed to reinforce.
Tunnel voice resounds,
Disembodying the turn
While branded x's tumble down.
This rapping on the door.
We're looking for a role in another's home.
How we laugh at the parasitic joke.
This order's been misembodied.
This rapping on the door.
We're looking for a role in another's home.
Rites can't be recreated in a purging of the host,
Bodies disowned.
How the needles would turn.
How the scalpels would turn,
But we laugh.
Transplant juxtaposed Over this opposition, Rehearsed to reinforce. Tunnel voice resounds, Disembodying the turn While branded x's tumble down. This rapping on the door. We're looking for a role in another's home. How we laugh at the parasitic joke. This order's been misembodied. This rapping on the door. We're looking for a role in another's home. Rites can't be recreated in a purging of the host, Bodies disowned. How the needles would turn. How the scalpels would turn, But we laugh. Explain Request ×
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