Preoccupations Forbidden Lyrics


Forbidden by Preoccupations

[Verse]
Everyone is floating by the graveside
Everyone is foreign when you're in another world
But the translation of sound is the same

[Chorus]
You'll be made irrelevant by a suicide machine
Mechanically modified to muffle out the screams
Your novel grand possession, enrapturing soon
Tasting the festering, forbidden fruit

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