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Cold Rite

from World of Wounds by deadmeat

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We've been bloodlet
All senses processed for us
Ripped from all that is primary
But our lives were once free

Psychology of dependence mastered
We cling to the safety of being possessed
Fears rooted in false narratives
deeply ingrained
Walls of abstractions and convolutions
Built to keep us in
as much as to keep them out
For fear that direct contact
of mind, body, and wildness
might prove a real threat

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from World of Wounds, released September 4, 2015

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