Album: The Blacking Factory
Choke the throats that scream no more
Break the hand that have their fingers pointing towards
Spill the brain of the minds that know too much
You use the dissent you've created as a crutch
You typify the lies you portray
Your hand feeds the mouths of gold
Your black lips part and another deal's closed
While we're smothered
|5||No Mouth To Scream|
|8||Snakes And Ladders|
|9||The Conqueror Worm|
|10||The Blacking Factory|
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