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Track 4 off of Long Island, NY's Exemption's new album Public Cemetery Party.
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It sleeps within my shedding skin
Beneath the veil, light awaits
Buried in the massive chains
Of fallen gods and ripping hail
Hands possessed gripping at the great machine
They turn our eyes, we pull our time
Standing at the altar where the maker states
And with our faith we sympathize
You've chosen your demise

All around me
Substance clowns and the
Hounds of sound are
Building rhythms
Aesthetics bind them,
Gag them, blind them,
Turn on all your privilege
Into bondage.

Dismantle crooked lies
And drown in hidden spies
In a space behind your eyes
Before it chokes what still survives. The light
that sleeps within your shedding skin
And choose to feel
Then ride the wicked wheels

All around me
Substance clowns and the
Hounds of sound are
Building rhythms
Aesthetics bind them,
Gag them, blind them,
Turn all your privilege
Into bondage.
Lured by scent of infant blood,
Under laboring moon
Night hags are prowling.