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on your arm was a star that strayed into your being
as i remember i sing far to the open sky above my ceiling
I'll die with a dream etched into my skin
just like you and your dreaming did
my songs and tattoos tell your story
this is my memento mori
i have cigarette smoke lips
and a burnt floor full of holes
the embers relive your smoky kiss as ash tumbles
screaming as it falls
(chorus)
is this really the same floor where i cradled
and made love to you?
is this really the same open door
i throw your waiting ghost into?
(chorus)
memento mori
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Murder Cycle
03:00
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don't tell me that you understand
don't inform me you're in the know
you'll never know if i'll survive
and come out better or if i'll grow
grief is the murder cycle
most will never rise
grief is the murder cycle
mind gone
don't bound your religious judgement
don't tell me how i must suffer
my pain is all that i'll see
unbearable every time i breath
(chorus)
sanity amputated from me
ripping my whole world apart
endless wait to be redeemed
i will grieve my shattered heart
(chorus)
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BONEFIRE Minneapolis, Minnesota
Veteran HEAVY/
GOTHIC/PUNK/
METAL collective featuring 1/2 of the band MISERY (MN) along with constituents of IN BLACK PRINT (MN) and SAI U DROM (MN/NY).
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