GRAND SILENT SYSTEMSeems Lyrics
Calling card has put to rest
your orphaned opiate.
Once more it is summoned home?
Can you keep a secret?
Is it a trial not to tell?
Will you pass it on, repeat it?
From the same mould we draw
a common theme to all thinking,
So bullet proof it for
it is ripe for the picking.
Absence is a form of closure;
numbering the scores and tolls we court lament.
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Seldom built to last size the plaintiff
while you?re down on all fours.
Did you find being bought out generally
turned bribes to weapons,
redefine the cleansing taught to them:
you?re the vessel.
Cope, concentrate, come forth the simple things; bind.
Hold kind, never concede,
your worth is offering to guide;
the lease will end in time.
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