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Circle Of Dead Children - Mother Pig lyrics
If I knew for sure that I had a soul
 I'd sell it right now
 for the chance to experience
 Mother Earth's last gasp before she sinks
 into a perpetual episode of life support
 Clung to hope as the bastards of complacency
 and decent stand over us
 Carved from human bone by human bone
 Carved from human bone by human bone
 The magic wand of oppression waves aboveCircle Of Dead Children - Mother Pig - http://motolyrics.com/circle-of-dead-children/mother-pig-lyrics.html
 and occasionally bounces from skull to skull
 She's become the pig on the spit
 Salvation stuffed into her mouth
like a rotted green apple
 We, the eager ants,
 wait below her and bask in her dripping fat
 No more audience
 No more audience
 Warm breath rises
 Boiled fat falls










