A Lament

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Wreck and Reference - Rock

A Lament

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[Verse 1] Breaking up in tiny rooms Suckling on the teat of space In lucid fields I've come to pass In the bottle I do see his face Mother, have we come to terms When our insides become unlaced Noting that it'll come to this The absolute nothing black of space Bloody trips in all the world Walled up here like there's a race Do walls mean we have mottled hearts? Our will continues on the rays Planets always moving out Spreading at a steady pace Spinoza, I'm sorry, when fission stands There won't be god, just blacker space

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