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Virgilian Lots lyrics
The pigs are taking shots at the mourners on the hill
I'm truly not neutral but I lost all direction
Day I woke ready to blow the bridge
For finding you hand over your mouth
So instead, I burned my own village down
[Refrain]
I'm grieving for you, my love
And I don't understand what's going on
Just as the twin volcanoes of Cuauhnāhuac, we were once stable
So sad I must bury every thought of you before it shows its teeth
Now I amuse myself with [?] form of Virgilian Lots
Like your neo-feminist divinations
[Refrain]
Our memories, once almost sacred, are embarrassments to me now
Of the three things I find most shocking, the first is how trivial you are
The second is my depth of feeling; third, the purity of our collapse
[Refrain]
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- Track 5 on Aureate Gloom
- 4 Aluminum Crown
- 6 Monolithic Egress
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