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Dead Things Grow

by BirthWaters

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The lyrics to this song were written in mourning and aspiration; mourn the things you never did and aspire to wreak a positive havoc so fierce it ate away the error inflicted upon us since birth, and before. It asks what the world would be without just one more persyn's gift of love. It's about self preservation and guilt.

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Drenched, sweat soaked and out of breath
Conquered life begets so much death
How did a future become so bleak?

What would die at the lack of your grazing hand?
A plea; define demands.
Forsake this breath at my command.

There is no freedom, no fruit from the blood.
Deny the world, another’s love.

Blood bone cracked skin and missing limbs,
I watch our lives begin.

Lies fed on innocences death bed,
each scene blood soaked and bodies battered at the helm of world powers.
Graveyards fallow, lies live beneath,
I seek so much more than my poisoned vision of the world.

I’m ignorant,
To most the horrors of earth.
Even then, I’ll probably always be sad.
How cliche; consolation then.
Built on self preservation,
Mouths of the world spit hellfires
Upon the backs of world powers.
Their bodies devoured.

Trailing our lives,
Our shame outweighs the pain.
Lost in self-fulling void.

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released June 26, 2020

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BirthWaters San Diego, California

From the deep of the mothers wet womb- created was life, meld of old; pentamerous.

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