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Byzantine lyrics : "Sin Remover"

A rumble in distance mechanical whine
So our lights can shine scrape off the epidermis
Robbing pillars equivalent to graves

Tear down the walls faces ripped from their jaws
Black damp inhalers
We incarcerate ourselves in clay filled veins

The hollow drain which echoes our pain
Their is no sweeter sound
Than the song of a dead canary


Sin Remover


Burn away slag
We bare silicosis the fruits of our perseverance
Bleeder entries are packed with intestines

Holds back the dream till it discharges like a gun

Sin Remover


I am the Zion...


Extract our blood
We bleed of black
Reclamation


Shapes the face to a graven image


See the lies
We mend our seams
As days go by


On wounded knees I see you pray for me

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