Ot-Ven-Rot Lyrics

This bruised brain can only take so much heat

This mind has been used as a skittle in a dust bowl

A wrecking of the soul-turned over and spewed out

Carried away over junk left behind by all

CHORUS:

Till the cattle finally come home

And all the worker's bodies pile up

Like so many used cars

(x2)

This carriage of skin and bone is my home

I'm in need of new tissue but I ain't gonna get it

I use the leftovers the junk left behind by all
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That junk chucked away to be replaced

By some new

So bright and shiny golden silver

That it shatters the sun

So as God can see it

And will not spit on their land

That land was bought by the skin of their teeth

Or the spine and spirit of those crushed below them

In the world below where the junk ain't so bright

And those who got it-build for those who got better

Anything they want with their bones and skin

(Repeat CHORUS x3