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deathbars (post-everything)

whos there?
deathbars
muahaha

post-everything words, deathbars
loops in the stars
proving youre hard wont impress
proving youre soft even less
playing 5th dimensional chess with archons
exiled the exceptionally blessed like Farquaad

enmeshed with the flesh for hardly long
ghost in the shells mostly in hell for starting on wrong foot
journey of thousand miles began with the first step
ended with death to my enemies, bread was my conduit to get up again

barely anyone made it but oh well
practically everyone fist to their heads like Rodan
thinking with no plan
the living got few friends
cemeteries got whole fams

youre a whole fallen angel and damned
like Jay-Z and Jean-Michel, Warhol aint a man
wrapping his hands around bogeymans in the darklands
corpses still move when you poke them