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Terrance Zdunich
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After the Fall
We scratch on the plains,
Up town they fluff the feathers,
Coachmen walk with canes,
And every collar is creased.
A Gentleman prefers to break from airs and fetters,
To roll off his sleeves,
And liberate the Beast.
Let us piss from the vine,
Let us claw in the mud,
Let us swing with both fists
As we writhe in the blood,
Let us walk on stained glass,
Sinners one,
Sinners all,
It's always prettiest after the Fall.
We gnaw on the bone,
Up town they sprinkle sweetener
Nectar for the cups,
And napkins for the chins,
A Gentleman prefers to dig in with his fingers,
Suck in through his teeth,
And bare a hungry grin,
Let us piss from the vine,
Let us claw in the mud,
Let us swing with both fists
As we writhe in the blood,
Let us walk on stained glass,
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Sinners one,
Sinners all,
It's always prettiest after the Fall.
We board up the shed,
Up town they gild Cathedrals,
Choir boys for Hymns,
And candles for the Mass,
A Gentleman prefers to differ with his Steeple
Salt his scripture well,
And show a little class.
Let us piss from the vine
Let us claw in the mud,
Let us swing with both fists
As we writhe in the blood,
Let us walk on stained glass,
Sinners one,
Sinners ALL,
Let us piss from the vine
Let us claw in the mud,
Let us swing with both fists
As we writhe in the blood,
Let us walk on stained glass,
Sinners one,
Sinners all,
It's always prettiest after the Fall.
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