Gardens of Coprolite
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Lyrics
Within highest praise And sought subjugation Within woe and squaller Countenance ever fallen Dawning The leering break of day And penitence Unto gowns of sacrifice Unscathed nor weary The Gardens of Coprolite The Gardens of Coprolite All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up and like the wind our sins sweep us away The Gardens of Coprolite Deceiving within your own selves Shunning libelous laws Therefore, the word, not flesh, is lived The Gardens of Coprolite And again the staggering vomit vexations Manifesting in the hearts of man
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Song Details
- Duration
- 05:39
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 131 BPM