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Jute Gyte - Machinery That Renders Debt Infinite şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Jute Gyte

albüm: Ship of Theseus


The force which shapes blades on a hill of sickness
The grafted skin and clinging cerements
The overwhelming indifference of nature
The procession of each successive moment
The appeal for pity resonating in the void
The black-lipped wound that mouths oblivion
Machinery that renders debt infinite

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