Carve My Heart
Frozen wastelandSoaring higher
Living freely
Fuel the fire
Watch it clawing higher, higher
Burning plains
Falling lower
Live condemned
Rolling over
Falling down, lower, lower
Shallow grave
Moving faster
Rotting leaves
Obey the master
Leave behind, faster, faster
Mountain caverns
Crawling slower
Sprouting trees
You’ll never know her
Coming closer, slower, slower
Broken hills
Filled with plaster
Money sheaves
Will not last her
Fill her heart with plaster, plaster
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