[intro: vintage swirling organ textures, and solo] It's a bad and mean old world, It's a cold and sad old world. Open the vein, Laid out on the autumn blanket, Parting leaves with red seas. It's a bad and mean old world, It's a cold and sad old world. Flow slows, Iron odour grows, Colder now as I slumber, Winter takes its rigid hold. [ vintage swirling organ textures, and solo] It's a bad and mean old world, It's a cold and sad old world. A beautiful puddle of rust, A stain for the ages, My congealed legacy. It's a bad and mean old world, It's a cold and sad old world. Sleep, brief candle. And drown this dry life. Sleep, brief candle. And drown this dry life. [ vintage swirling organ textures, and solo]
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