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Warped rotting like boards, under the house where the water crawls and shudders the walls, groaning, pregnant, fetid with heat fetid with heat And the madness of the dark swelling with rage swelling with rage I am Wrath, I am Ire, I would like to squeeze your rotten flesh until you burst, the violence purged flower grows from the wreckage that was you... vines twine about your skull the birds build clean homes the birds build clean homes in your jaw unhinged, you are harmless unhinged, you are harmless Aus Songtexte Mania