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Hint number one is
Five letters inscribed over
The lips of eyeless woman
Asking me for needles and a thread

To sew her head together again

Oh, swollen anthill sore
Oh, insects desperate cries
Oh, they inflected for
Doomsday stomp from the skies

A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave

A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave

She reaches forward
And grabs a hold of my sleeve
Her antennae wrap around me
Her lungs infect me as she breathes

The roadkill scent of violent city

Oh, swollen anthill sore
Oh, insects desperate cries
Oh, they inflected for
Doomsday stomp from the skies

A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave

This town made its guesses
But can't spell her own name

Well, a five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
She can't spell her own name

Oh, swollen anthill sore
Oh, insects desperate cries
Oh, they inflected for
Doomsday stomp from the skies

Oh, swollen anthill sore
Oh, insects desperate cries
Oh, they inflected for
Doomsday stomp from the skies

A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
Hint number one is   Five letters inscribed over   The lips of eyeless woman   Asking me for needles and a thread      To sew her head together again      Oh, swollen anthill sore   Oh, insects desperate cries   Oh, they inflected for   Doomsday stomp from the skies      A five letter word for the oncoming plague   A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave   A five letter word for the oncoming plague   A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave      A five letter word for the oncoming plague   A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave      She reaches forward   And grabs a hold of my sleeve   Her antennae wrap around me   Her lungs infect me as she breathes      The roadkill scent of violent city      Oh, swollen anthill sore   Oh, insects desperate cries   Oh, they inflected for   Doomsday stomp from the skies      A five letter word for the oncoming plague   A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave   A five letter word for the oncoming plague   A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave      This town made its guesses   But can't spell her own name      Well, a five letter word for the oncoming plague   A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave   She can't spell her own name      Oh, swollen anthill sore   Oh, insects desperate cries   Oh, they inflected for   Doomsday stomp from the skies      Oh, swollen anthill sore   Oh, insects desperate cries   Oh, they inflected for   Doomsday stomp from the skies      A five letter word for the oncoming plague   A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave   A five letter word for the oncoming plague   A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave