Mothersound

Mothersound,

What have they done to you?

You're withering away in the cold

Mothersound,

Once again the world's molested you

And took your soul

I have done this for the sound,

Have done this for the sake of you,

The sake of me;

And you can mark my fucking words:

"We aren't a mock-supposed to be"

We're here to rouse the rabble

Thanks to you,

We get our ace fix

From exposing what you are

And what you've done

You've poisoned the litter

No better time, than now

To change what has been written;

And what has been taught

To those who would not have known

Better

I have done this for the sound,

Have done this for the sake of you,

The sake of me;

And you can mark my fucking words:

"We aren't a mock-supposed to be"

We're here to rouse the rabble

I have done this for the sound,

Have done this for the sake of you,

The sake of me;

And you can mark my fucking words:

"We aren't a mock-supposed to be"

And we're here to rouse the rabble

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