Acres of Skin

Walk through the ashes of man
 Skin like fields on fire
 Pain is only a weakness
 Death is just an escape
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 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 x2
 There is no morning sun
 No falling rain
 For acres of skin
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 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 x2
 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 x2
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 There is no morning sun
 No falling rain
 For acres of skin x2