Founds total 3 songs
Arc Of Bar
Hustlers, whores, in rooms galore. A sinking city's stink. An arc of bar, a flesh bazaar. Of diamonds, dust, and drink. The jukebox jamming, the lions lamming.
In A Body Like A Grave
Christ will call you out. School will deepen debt. Work will sap the soul. Hometown haunts what's left. Love will scar the heart. Sun will burn the skin.
True Love And A Free Life Of Free Will
Flesh is foreign, friends are far. Decks run deep, sleep is minced or marred. And it's all out war for the soul between. Dreams that are hungry and the fears that feed.
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