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Swamps - Corroding Kings lyrics

Artist: Swamps

album: Mentally Imprisoned


Beat down the crown.
Born under kings and their slave holder sons,
Held down by the hand that answers to none.
Grip to reality, see with your eyes.
Never mind my disgust, you must realize.
Dig.
Sealed so tight in this coffin I call life,
Surrounded by the jackels,
I dare not close my eyes.
Born with this chip that's sewn to my shoulder,
Cuts get deeper and I only grow colder.
Hanging from my neck,
I begin to recall the face of the jackel as it swallows me whole.
Ripping the flesh from my bones.
My purpose in life is to feed them all.
Trapped in this coffin,
I swing into the night.

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