How could I fool you, rest and assure you Take you off from here and put you on the line Your back's to the pistol, iron bullets whistle Landscapes open and the world it's mine, it's still mine OD'd on life, life itself (repeat twice) Writings appear on the wall Curtains part and landscapes fall It's the writings done in blood Like a mummy's inscription And a bat wing tongue Well then the mouth of the cave Will open up wide, wide as the world That's mine, mine, still mine So don't you fear the trade in lives Life loves force and force loves lives This wedding in heaven was made up in hell This victim as bride and life, life itself OD'd on life, life itself (repeat ad nauseam)
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