Hymnen was my band in the mid-Aughts. I've posted only my own lyrics, so most songs are incomplete....
We’ll take a stroll in the deep throat
Just won’t be hanging out for long
We angry up your insides
Hold your face to the flame
A big righteous day
Castanets, balalaika crashing at Wahat al-Salam
It’s leather for your thin hide
Awful sheen, sharing, flailing, so bold

Cut the hose to the intake
Tears won’t be welling up for long
We angry up your insides
Throw your limbs to the gears
For a feared righteous day
Best to grovel in a knee-deep slush of burning alcohol
It’s leather for your thin hide
Office scene, byzantine, Maybelline, so cold


Lyrics submitted by micbearing

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