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"My perfect reflection swims through the drowning pool.The sky is gone. My world is in deconstruction"The fallen that dreams suicideTakes the needle, instead of the gunThe victim who self crucifies can't realizeChrist is a weapon that chisels at our livesDeconstructionThe martyr takes his aim and wounds the holy manAnd on the eighth day God made the art of warAnd laughing planned the endWho will tend the garden when the snake swallows the light?Who will eat the decay when the worms have lost their sight?Who will rape the weak when there's nothing left to gain?Who will till the soil of these barren black remains?Deconstruction, deconstructionWho will lick my wounds when they take away my speech?Will you stand in line while the shepherd hunts his sheep?Could you see tomorrow if I took away your eyes?Can you crawl from under new age prophecy's despise?Deconstruction, deconstructionDeconstruct my reality and let me slip away, I am the dogWho will tend the garden when the snake swallows the light?Who will eat the decay when the worms have lost their sight?Who will rape the weak when there's nothing left to gain?Who will till the soil of these barren black remains?Deconstruction, deconstructionDeconstruction, deconstructionOur world is in deconstructionOur world
"My perfect reflection swims through the drowning pool.The sky is gone. My world is in deconstruction"The fallen that dreams suicideTakes the needle, instead of the gunThe victim who self crucifies can't realizeChrist is a weapon that chisels at our livesDeconstructionThe martyr takes his aim and wounds the holy manAnd on the eighth day God made the art of warAnd laughing planned the endWho will tend the garden when the snake swallows the light?Who will eat the decay when the worms have lost their sight?Who will rape the weak when there's nothing left to gain?Who will till the soil of these barren black remains?Deconstruction, deconstructionWho will lick my wounds when they take away my speech?Will you stand in line while the shepherd hunts his sheep?Could you see tomorrow if I took away your eyes?Can you crawl from under new age prophecy's despise?Deconstruction, deconstructionDeconstruct my reality and let me slip away, I am the dogWho will tend the garden when the snake swallows the light?Who will eat the decay when the worms have lost their sight?Who will rape the weak when there's nothing left to gain?Who will till the soil of these barren black remains?Deconstruction, deconstructionDeconstruction, deconstructionOur world is in deconstructionOur world