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plague doctor - visceral sound lyrics

[intro]
crete has been ravaged by a great plague
people are dying by the thousands
no one lying around, smiling themselves to death?
??? she’ll fall unconscious
she died of the plague *screaming*

[verse 1]
god’s function
people dying in the street
rats snitching with the deadliest gumption
emerge from the sewers
vermin put forward the sermon
the smog at tipping point of combustion
tidal waves hit the shoreline and cancel my consumption
theorists lay the blamе on extremists
all the right minds lеgitimised
tell the time by the sundial
at quarter past nine
i took five just for a bit of peace and quiet
close the door to shut out the noise
drop the blinds
lips tight
dreamed of three monkeys
never once experienced life on the outside
[interlude]
was it the plague that wasn’t?
do not touch me, do not breath on*

[verse 2]
thoughts, prayers, pills and prescriptions
stop the fever or resort to incisions
desperate breeds deadly decisions
false prophets preach their remedy
with weak medicine
i stay back in the lab
creating solvent in the solution
your sh*t diluted
try to survive the beating
heart skip a beat every time there’s an inkling
ghouls shreaking
skeletons out the closet like we’re cheating
death rattles through the valley
days never ending
like the tally on the cell wall
cellular systematic
four bars crush the cattle

[hook]
i fight my own battles
i fight my own battles
i’m fighting my own battles
[verse 3]
your protagonist energy don’t sit right with me
leave the game to be an npc
fly freely, drop freebies
clean squeaky
might see the end of the line like pt
no memory left in my sd
heart’s empty
veins full of ice like an esky
microphone condenses the war in my pen
cut to the chase and sirens
locked away until the prophecy climax
deafening silence
days spent on the mend
flipping trauma to pay my rent
i bunkered down to supplex my stress
and emerged from the shadows
with a weight off my chest

[hook]
i fight my own battles
i fight my own battles
i’m fighting my own battles

[outro]
sir, wonderful news, the virgin!
won’t i catch the plague?
there is no plague, we made it up so as to get her out of there
if i already had the plague i would tell you all about it
i have this day returned from crete and there is no plague!

- visceral sound lyrics

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