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Artist: Machines Of Loving Grace
Song: Ancestor Cult
Album: Concentration
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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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