Alone in the glass Metal skin peeling Feeding on the past Hanging on the feeling Iron stolen under skin Carried with the wind Cages set us free What is Is not What will be Feast upon the flesh Tearing at the bone Laying truth to rest Their eyes have found a home Holding hearts and strings Listening to the metal sing Holding hearts and strings Touching the cold steel wings Iron breeding iron Dust creates dust Iron breeding iron Born of blood and rust
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