Manufacturing Corpse

by Fire To Fields

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from album "Products", released by RAIG records

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Dead flesh stirs under my feet, rises itself before me, shines with light, digesting sky above, like gnashing wind, like headache throbbing that lulls us into sleep with it’s immaculate logic. Place weighed, time arranged. Raped. Praise perfect order, praise holy mind crowned with rust, anointed with shit. Praise perfect order, praise holy mind blessed by hogs, served by dogs. Praise perfect order, praise holy mind, served by dogs, manufacturing corpse. Working, manufacturing corpse, this life is shitier than you ever thought! Weighed, arranged, raped.

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released September 22, 2012

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