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A GOD'S MISFIRE lyrics : "Cannon and the Conspiree"

Did you sin for the camera? I hope they clapped in the moment. As they cheered in the damned's support, were you invincible? Important? And as the thief before the hanging offense, taste you bliss before the rise of penance? The whole of what's been lost not a one will know; do you feel that it's a $#&@ing shock how easily they go?

Once clay, now tempest-tempered toy.

Try to sway - mantram: I'm your brother
True enough, on trauma, loud we sing. Joy is the noise drought; wait on hate to ring, under moon.


Move down that new road, soon to prove to become quickly old. You still have a ways to go; if you're mad, the culprit, you know. So do you wonder when the church bell rings which sill you will be shuffled into; with lions and the longings? Or might the Under deed the much preferred; wish you may, but they said, "It's not for you. Wring thy hands, just the least deserved."

Once clay, now tempest-tempered toy.

Try to sway - mantram: I'm your brother
Blue enough yet, has it stripped the screw? Horror of your doubt:
could their scolds be true?


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"Sinner, you're anchored with rust."
"Sand my soul, is that enough?"
"Sinner, your mind's black painted."

"Sew my lips, your ear won't be tainted."
"Sinner, what'd you do for us?"


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"We are the rules that govern all things; though you should have been scared, you weren't. See now the home for backward-springs; know you could have been far less burnt. We are the rules that govern all things; though you should have been scared, you weren't. See now the home for backward-springs; believe us, we wish that you had learned."


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As fast as they sync the stones they throw, days like years as shame packs in like snow. The "how" of day, the king above all other answer; though admittedly, that true of cause, so flawed is your beheader.

Once clay, now tempest-tempered toy.

Try to sway - mantram: I'm your brother
Skewed in the chest, on a pole for law: your flesh was not the best, they took soul and all;


echo, nightmare, echo.

Can't breathe?


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"Sorry", I'm sorry.

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