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Taetre
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The Art
Stringed puppets dancing, Drawing flies to the stench Flesh impaled with wires Sick, amusing, painful play
Imagination, evisceration A morbid show With blood on the wall Hear peoples call Chant and applaud
Caged in mocked misery And audience with bleeding taste Pulling strings, open sores Come in, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Come in and catch the art
Barbed wire, embracing like fire Deforming architecture Endless desires, clawing pyre Like a living dissection
Closing ecstasy, a fevered burning plague Temptations lost control, Rips apart the victims whole Artistic patterns remain Like a puzzle in its chaos start Flesh been ripped apart, satisfying the art
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