Cleansing from Departures by Seethe
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| 8. | Cleansing | 2:50 |
Lyrics
Burden the dead of your pestilence, a necessary change, or so it's said, this is a place and a room for growth, a trite shot at redemption, as the wrist runs red…..
Eyes swelled with suspicion as they stare from across the room, let the cleansing begin......
Spread your wings, oh sweet angel of mercy, spread your wings....
I find this place neurotic as narcotic...spinning round and round...so divulged and perplexing
Let me be, left to wallow in this suffering.....just let me be
Now biding time before the rot, grant me asphyxiation as the harlot stares...
Swallow harder, delving off past the brink, as the senses tense...
This is a place and a room for growth... at least that's what they said, no understanding yet to find
Spread your wings, oh sweet angel of mercy, spread your wings....
A cleansing she brings, to wash away the pain, a cleansing she brings, to strip us of our hope and faith…..
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