Paroles de Hobbled Grace
All your broken ribs and bruises sickSick distorted face
Fingers bent and eyes all sunken
Solider of a mutant race
Glorified in all your hobbled grace
Self inflicted fork burned thighs
Chipped and rotted teeth
Stare through dimming frozen eyes
Cut and calloused feet
Glorified in all your hobbled grace
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