deep deep down . the silence covers your ears
no light will ever reach its depths . it watches
high above . cold winds pass the black dunes
a feather jerks in the storm . till it looses the fight
whirls around . and drowns in black masses
life stops in slowmotion . a suffering still-life
caught in this potion . yet it struggles
raped by men . still it watches
squirming and gleaming bubbles bursting . breathing out their stench
every noise is suffocated . slowly very slowly
creamy molasses sinking . deepening the silence
stopping life in slowmotion . movement ceases . never to come back
still it watches . powerless to clench onto life
its breathing ceases completely . and the feather slowly drifting by
Project Pitchfork - Caught In The Abattoir (04:15)
Album: Souls / Island lyrics: Come on my little sheep You have to be a soldier Put on this uniform
This is your one-way ticket Do it for your parents Do it for your honour Do it for your country And
do it for me Lacerate the others Shoot don't think Roses are red And mutton is pink It can't be
wrong to fight for principles So hurry up your brothers are already there Kill those who want to
overthrow me So hurry up your brothers are already dead Say good-bye to the world There is no need
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