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• Artiste: Fit For An Autopsy
• Titre: Flatlining
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I learn to live with the loss Take a pound of flesh as an offering I learn to live with the loss I see god in violence I see truth in suffering Build your walls Build your coffins Rotten pine Weathered and worn Rotten hearts sink in the storm At the edge of the earth There is nothing but the fall We inherit the ghosts Through the cracks in our bones I am the vessel for the dying Will they bring me home? We inherit the ghosts Through the cracks in our bones I am the vessel for the dying Will they bring me home? Flatlining Flatlining I learn to live with the loss Take a pound of flesh as an offering I learn to live with the loss I see god in violence I see truth in suffering No blood left to drain Turn my eyes to hell And let them martyr me No life without pain Oh wretched sky Let the light die in vain We inherit the ghosts Through the cracks in our bones I am the vessel for the dying Will they bring me home? We inherit the ghosts Through the cracks in our bones I am the vessel for the dying Will they bring me home? I watched the world rip out its heart I watched the world rip out its heart And I know it meant nothing I watched the world rip out its heart (nothing) I watched the world rip out its heart And I know it meant nothing