Amnesia - Long Swans

The sun will not rise today
You children will stay where you lay
The oil is black and it's thick
And sex is a void filled with plastic
The President's mouth is a whore
When there's murder, the audience roars
There's no room left here for the strong
And everything human's necessarily wrong

And this city's a crowded room
And the earth is a closing tomb
In my hand is your perfect womb
When you breathe, your breath is obscene
My heart is a lead box
Ideas are shutting locks
The air was just turned off
Now you're sucking from this machine

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