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pariah - lice (uk) lyrics

rust red and slate, these plains –
shrouded all over with mist –
coruscate with life each year
for the time traveller’s parade:
marched ‘mongst our visceral mobs
facing ritual public abuse
from the folk whose fall he caused

the committee’s ghostly hand
keeps this scapegoat safe
“dare you ask me why?”
coehn says to inquisitive peers
“i, who change my form at will”:
turning first to a burning tree
now a folding cloud of birds

a dissenter to this cruel parade, distinguished from others by a withered right arm speaks
“this hate*figure*hatred that your ‘correct side’ coddles itself with diverts our attention from the source of what ails us.”
enlightened, his weak arm’s imbued with power to revive the dead, reversing attainments of the secret committee
an agent murders his family; consumed by hatred, he diverts his gift to a cycle of this man’s murder*revival

elsewhere, coehn gains wind of my meddling, and begins pursuit

all others who stagger these plains
are as a fl!ckering bulb
in this lightless, liminal sp*ce:
spat into new points and roles
darting forwards and back

- lice uk lyrics

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