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Yellow Man

Woke up in the dirt
For a moment I tasted corrosion
My ears refused to bleed
Ringing instead

Crawling to a hole
Skies spitting out deadly rain
Strung out in the light
Friends of mine

Here it comes
Here it comes
Here it comes

Rattling trees
Soul elevated warfare
Tickling toes cross another wire
Getting close to me

Fix bayonets
I can't stop trembling
Erratic yells crown the ground
A scorched policy

Here it comes
Here it comes
Here it comes

Kicking shoes
Vultures looking down
They're gonna pierce your belly
And eat you raw

We descend
Tunnel rats in a trap
Protruding spiral of the black
Sanity squeezed

Here it comes
Here it comes
Here it comes
























































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