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Picked Clear

Crowpath

Band/Artist: Crowpath

Album: Son Of Sulphur

Inch by inch sandpapered to be soft like the sweetest skin. But never again will it be as beautiful as it used to. These walls won't rescue from burden no more. I set fire to everything and let the anxiety be swallowed by the sound of the flames. Fell battered and broken winged. A carcass is what remains and soon it too will be picked clean. Defeat.