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Collateral Damage - Fit for an Autopsy
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Collateral Damage Fit for an Autopsy

Collateral Damage - Fit for an Autopsy
Severed soul

Buried in a box
Below a home that burnt to the ground
Spare the ones who earn their death
Black ash for the rest

Worms linger
Leech fingered creature
Carving scars in the skin

Scapegoat, wading in the gene pool
Relapse
Settling in
Bow to your master

How high I would hold you
Adorned in the brightest display of suns
Beacon of hope, snuffed out in sorrow
Paradise undone

It takes everything to pull the teeth from the heart
When the bite is all that stings the senses back to life

Collateral damage
Face it
Embrace it
A seed planted in blood
It never belongs
We never belong
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