Acres Of Skin

Walk through the ashes of man 
Skin like fields on fire 
Pain is only a weakness 
Death is just an escape 

We are connected like tissue 
Feed on the shame you've raised 
Why continue the harvest? 
We are already dead 

No one can reap these scars we've sown 

There is no morning sun 
No falling rain 
For acres of skin 

Wait! Can you hear the machines? 
Gears that cultivate flesh 
Why continue the harvest? 
We are already dead 

No one can reap these scars we've sown 

There is no morning sun 
No falling rain 
For acres of skin 

All I want and wish for 
Is to end this suffering 
All alone and unaware 
All primed up for dying 

Without face, without mind 
Without dreams, without memory 



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