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Wait, it will come
Cold, to the touch
Pray it will call and answer
But I'll try to make you feel the hurt
Ever creeping closer
I will wait
Through distraction
Through the taste
And maybe nothing comes of age
The cruelest patterns find the vein
Feel the hurt
Holy child
Through the womb
Do you cry?
Say the word
Crawl to her
Like a worm in the dirt
As our breathing falters
Slowing pace
Through the matter
Through the waste
Failing nothing
Like in wait
A cruel distortion, finds a name
Ever creeping closer, finds the vein
Feel the hurt
Holy child
Through the womb
Do you cry?
Say the word
Crawl to her
Like a worm in the dirt
Turning it to the light
A needle to the curve
Failing we're losing sight
Of all that was learnt
Watching the pieces fall now
And witness your word
See how the faces fade
With my fingers to the bone
Cold, to the touch
Pray it will call and answer
But I'll try to make you feel the hurt
I will wait
Through distraction
Through the taste
And maybe nothing comes of age
The cruelest patterns find the vein
Holy child
Through the womb
Do you cry?
Say the word
Crawl to her
Like a worm in the dirt
Slowing pace
Through the matter
Through the waste
Failing nothing
Like in wait
A cruel distortion, finds a name
Ever creeping closer, finds the vein
Holy child
Through the womb
Do you cry?
Say the word
Crawl to her
Like a worm in the dirt
A needle to the curve
Failing we're losing sight
Of all that was learnt
Watching the pieces fall now
And witness your word
See how the faces fade
With my fingers to the bone
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