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A Malthusian Epoch Lyrics

A skyline of turmoil
Screams reach high
Over hills of iron
More falls from your lips
The words concentrate and shatter
Their naked falsity apparent
The bones of your shoulders grind upon mine
In the dust we drown

Teeth into flesh
Find naught but gristle and jaws

Numbers dare not speak our name
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Novit enim Dominus qui sunt eius (2013)