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An Altar Of Bones Lyrics & Chords By Headwound The Pony
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Meticulously and carefully
I roam these streets,
a though towards a final place in history.
Mutilated with such precision,
finalising the body with mechanical vision.
This enriching and consuming procedure,
transforming from man to creature.
History's hard to forget feature.
I will stand the test of time as the diabolical teacher.
Searching for you will provide me the ultimate chase,
for a certain type I do have unquenchable taste.
Years of suffering and misguided investigation,
atrocities that will finally cease a nation.
I roam these streets.
I roam with mechanical vision.
