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MACHINES OF LOVING GRACE Ancestor Cult Lyrics
Let's take an ambulance ride
To the place where
Amnesia fills our eyes
Suck in that summer sister
The blood was like a river flowing
The earring dangles from the point of entry
To the wicked root of thickening gravity
And I am connected to the people ahead of me
By a tangled web of blood and entropy
And I am a child of the twentieth century
And I recall that the others ahead of me
Filled their eyes
They filled their eyes
They filled their eyes
Suck in that stomach sister
The fruit within your loins expanding
A strange locked code
The overflow of our occidental ancestral home
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To the place where
Amnesia fills our eyes
Suck in that summer sister
The blood was like a river flowing
The earring dangles from the point of entry
To the wicked root of thickening gravity
And I am connected to the people ahead of me
By a tangled web of blood and entropy
And I am a child of the twentieth century
And I recall that the others ahead of me
Filled their eyes
They filled their eyes
They filled their eyes
Suck in that stomach sister
The fruit within your loins expanding
A strange locked code
The overflow of our occidental ancestral home
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Songwriters: SCOTT BENZEL, STUART B. KUPERS, MICHAEL BERNARD FISHER
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