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Conscience binds you in chains Trail by stone hammer and nails No one made the holes but me Misery mourns, to be devoured Killed God, blood, soiled, unclean again Killed God, blood, soiled skin, dead again Again, everywhere again All removables, all transitory All removables, passin' always All removables, all transitory All removables, passin' always Never grown, preserved gently A bronze moth dies easily Unknown to others, weak to me Broken hands, never endin' Aimless, but of my own perception Numbly waitin' for voices to Tell me, for voices to tell me All removables, all transitory All removables, passin' always All removables, all transitory All removables, passin' always All removables, all transitory All removables, passin' always