“…Gentlemen, you may close the door — but you cannot close what crawls Beneath it.” See the doors, I see them locking When the windows down See the walls, creating their own pane Using sand as glass, and wood as frame Making the nails from my chain Feeling all the walls Rebuilding pane Sand to glass, wood as frame with iron spikes, Nailing into me. "Lazarus N' Sodomy" See the tamed, So condescending When the pressure mounts See the sheep, Un-comprehended Turning dead to thee, Resurrected Forging the pure to be disconnected Treat me like a whore Go Insane Sand to glass, wood as frame with iron spikes, Nailing into me. "Lazarus N' Sodomy" A careful mis-step, Falling flat on my face Leading up to an angel, And I name her grace Then she says If it was up to me I would still let it be "Lazarus Inside of Me" Sand to glass, wood as frame with iron spikes, Nailing into me. Nailed into me~ "Lazarus N' Sodomy"
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