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Fetus

from vol​.​2 by Zoanthropy

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Push, move, breathe…
Don’t you ever dream about it.
Your heart beats, though it’s only for a meanwhile.
The events will unfold not at all as you have projected,
Don’t dream much, you’re still gonna be rejected
(Don’t dream much, don’t dream much).

Never born, the produce of desire,
The very first breath drifts like ash over fire.
Your existence is sin. Who are you to deny this?
Hollowness is within, you’re but one dead-born fetus.

Your resistance is silly,
Your attempts are in vain.

Obnoxious being, how dare you to protest?
The sooner you give up, the sooner you’ll rest.
Your flesh’s fed to the tongs, eased the system’s complexity,
You are now a blank space, you will enter nonentity.

Push, move, breathe…
Don’t you ever dream about it.
Your heart beats, though it’s only for a meanwhile.
The events will unfold not at all as you have projected,
Don’t dream much, you’re still gonna be rejected
(You’re still gonna be rejected, you’re still gonna be rejected).

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from vol​.​2, released August 7, 2018

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Post-metal band from Kyiv, Ukraine.

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