Subtle - Sick Soft Perfection lyrics

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Seems its become man's cross death lasting duty to dispose completely of the bright behind beauty... And this word is somehow then killed, and put back as its fake... like it was only kept outside apes in the first place. Overworked words like beauty are an undeserved sort of safety scissors for their purpose. Were it only meant be adapted to Hollywood dull, Leaving a red white & blind eye lain null where beauty once saw only passage through the human skull... Will you soon become One of the many most empty sons Hung to kill none and done Or will you beget a twice life yet... Since effects Are always wearing off The no-concern eclipse they so anticipate, as its perfect fight dream dissipates across work weeks crashing and epty's open asking. There is a sick osft god humaned perfection, to someone's hard-to-find birdhead collection (Thanks to Ryan for these lyrics)