Departure Hymn

Lamb of God

We are in this world, not of it
Spreading like vermin, the last, last of the breed
We are in this world, not of it
Spreading like vermin, the last, last of the breedScreamingScreaming into an urban wind
Broken glass asphalt undertow
Trash blows down deserted streets
This organism will surviveBreed

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