Purity I

by Deadletter

From the album: Existence Is Bliss

Duration: 5:13

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Lyrics for Purity I

Fatigued by the litres of shit in which I've been Stirred, made a cock of A tragic tale to have seen There really is no beating 'round this bush, for it's a drum Whose rhythm is the pulse That keeps the spirit from Feeling the felicity of kingdom come Gaining without guilt, surrendering the sum Of the odious overlord that needs us numb As in self flagellation we continue to play dumb In the face of a villain all can do is cajole But the servant hasn't say In its natural role So its fleeing's an essential to alleviate the toll Of a conniving conscience crusher Leaves one empty like a hole Strip me as naked as the day is damned Direct me to the desolate abandon of land Whether blistering of blizzards or scorching of sands I'm remiss to have ever sought a different hand Something might sit in the recess of a cave Where a symbiosis happen As with a kestrel and its knave So shun your persecutor child of Earth, be brave Be rid of all emotion There'll be none left, save for Feeling the felicity of kingdom come Gaining without guilt, surrendering the sum Of the odious overlord that needs us numb As in self flagellation we continue to play dumb Back to where it started, back to how it all began Grizzly grunting greetings, hardly even human On all fours, palms burnt, infant kicking at a can Herein lies a purity, that'll make you wish you ran After it, pursued it, like a feline chasing mutt As you're dragged out from your ditch, rescued from the rut In banishment you see now that there was foul play afoot And you can dispose of the key now that your sins are firmly shut Away, away, away, away from all that stunted Away, away, away, away from what you thought you wanted Away, away, away, away from that which haunted Away, away, away, away

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