Humiliative - Live In Montreal

i'm the concrete leper
 sickness repulsion embodied
 but hear the sermon escaping my vermin mouth
 you might even stay with me in the dirt
 i'm soaked in putrid sewage risen from empty words
 to you a legion of nausea
 i'm your sins i'm your crown of thorns
 i've seen the blood of generations
 the ravenous mouth called system
 we're all shaped by vulgar hands
 the grip of hate and lies
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 the sustenance to our bellicose ways
 an ignorance almost justified
 as the gap of humanity fraction
 grows the skull of life lobotomized
 hear me
 i'm ignominy
 there's no renaissance in bleeding
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 no
 i've flown a million minds black in despair
 the liquids of uncertainty spit into their eyes
 our flesh embedded in counters of iniquity
 it seems like we are all just merchandise
 not civilized
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 no words we adapt in our silence paralyzed
 to changes erasing the last denial lines
 attitudes crucified
 still we're going on crawling toward submissive suicide