Meet at the point of Demarkation
Postmarked signal from the fugitive zone
Sewn in the sleeve of a double agent
If found please return to my dearest turncoat
The doubt began to fill in my tiny furnace
Billowing through thimbles
I was caught off guard
Closing ranks
To the aggrieved
I have one last wish
For the one last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Closing ranks
To the aggrieved
I have one last wish
For the one last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
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THE PAPER TRAIL
OF DIAMOND LAUREATES
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Burner in my pocket
When the stingrays trace you
Burning in my pocket
Got a smoking gun
Turn the other cheek?
No, I'm a stepping razor
Pulling on the leash of dogmas son
Watching me for leaks
A loyalist appraisal
War room in a church
Where the fair game broods
Closing ranks
To the aggrieved
I have one last wish
For the one last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
Closing ranks
To the aggrieved
I have one last wish
For the one last throat to choke
Said I have one last throat to choke
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Do you have that feeling
Of adamant loathing?
Do you have that past
That you need to keep low low low?
Do you have the feeling
You're going to be remote controlled?
Do you have this feeling
Soured by the years?
Do you have this feeling?
Look over my soldier
Do you hear that breathing cheating me?