Ancient Shapes - Dead Inside

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[Verse] You rationalize your [?] prize If it would do the same You senseless beast are but a feast Devoured without shame These fuckers don't speak English They play in their own waste A gift from god to massacre And season them to taste [Chorus] Dead inside, you're dead inside Gnash the muscle, suck the bone Dead inside, so open wide Your temple will atone Dead inside, you're dead inside Gnash the muscle, suck the bone Dead inside, so open wide Your temple will atone [Verse] You're a predator, a convenience fiend More salt for the wound Devourer of sentience A bloated, walking tomb Your breath is rich, your organs twitch Belly full of blood You're an undertaker, life forsaker A consumer of love [Chorus] Dead inside, you're dead inside Gnash the muscle, suck the bone Dead inside, so open wide Your temple will atone Dead inside, you're dead inside Gnash the muscle, suck the bone Dead inside, so open wide Your temple will atone
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