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All you see open-faced and opened wide
Dusted with addicted fast-food comatose terminology
Concrete sourdough
You bet the moments of ecstasy
Out of the intercourse of the real rational
Business held its breath

While I laughed and made a wish

Dance club victims stumble out worn out
Marionettes with rosy cheeks
And my big dragonfly pendant
Dirty Joe on the corner throwing voices
Destructively amidst the bleakness of the despairing streets

Noble gases escape through the pores in the sidewalk
DAAAAANNNNG

The leader
Booted, leather knife toting, ruffian
Sits crossed-legged chewing
On a frayed stump of moldy cigar
Twisting copper telephone wire
Into diabolical little scorpions and spiders
Setting them amidst the smooth limestone tiles
Of the sweeping skyscrapers

Guarding the domain of the sea-urchins
With a pagan spell
Cephalized salamander
I'll make you dance with this dark magic...

Blind and thirsty under the road
I'm hearing the howls of
Eighteen-wheelers, broken bones, and the clenching of teeth
And truck stop drippings
That little light of mine
Shines through the subterranean devil's sinkhole

Unnatural gas wells and slippery ladders
And the churning vat
Where all of the city's excretions whirl into a maelstrom
I dropped my light down there
And they sent me down there to get it
Down to the city of dystonia
And the rivers of hungry human hands
And the yawning graves and mouths of titans
NATAS EVOL I
I chant amidst the flickering souls

Hand in the cell animated dark ones' eyes
Thin the mess and the shadows rise up

Embody me, embody me
Oh, here's to my sweet little path down the sink
That led me to thee
You will see the silhouette out of the pale, fractured moon-beams
It has fuzzy fourteen pound antlers
And wooden screws in its' skull
With enormous eyes

Where do you come from
Oh dark, aching creature
So drunk on its lack of sensation
And whimpering for attention
Hands that clasp and unclasp nervously
And eyes that grow tired and hollow as the spark that made your mother Cry

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from Giant Battle Monster VS The Subterranean Antler Man, released March 10, 2013
Lyrics/Vocals - Justin Clay

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