We kill in the world We live in it We live in it Then you smiled crawling as your houses were burning for god
Books crawl down from the shelves read themselves to you read themselves at you in the library of force
In the library of force William the conqueror flipping from the pages of history Drink from the pages Come the precious stones of guilt
The tracking of detention Was lurking in the souls of man
From the last day of language Beaten Bludgeoned Ransacked Stoned The written word The written word Written word Commands to the sky to starve the sky And the crawling skin of god
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