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Junk Witch

from Arms / Seizures Split by Arms

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So much love to give,
In my tar pit.
Cold lips cracked,
As map lines became stretch marks.

Scars to, my burning face, my face.
Carved out of that old lustful tree.
It’s decadence challenged by no one.

I see through your cracked mirror of implied sanity,
Everyone shattered with it like glass in front of me.

Junk witch.
Just a trash god.
In your kingdom of filth.
Yeah, that's you.

Junk witch.

Where you flow,
Rivers of slaves.

On the scale of nothing
And slammed complexes.
You excrete their scum,
Challenged by no one.

Junk Witch…
Just a trash god.
In your kingdom of filth.
Yeah, that's you…

Coagulated sick…
God of fucking Imps.
Crowned, as your drool drips down.
Yeah, you know that's fucking you…

Eulogy evaporated.
Now immediately forgotten after death.

Junk Witch.

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from Arms / Seizures Split, released May 1, 2018

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