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Influences
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Voodoo Seedy Rack Man This track came about when randomly looking for inspiration round Lord Ecto's house. The strange lyrics have been altered for...erm...nearly as strange lyrics as before. Chicken bones? Christian souls? Grinding skulls? Posy!
Chicken bones and broken homes Trailers not right to raise a child Turn to the dolls with the needles in his eye
He only wants the first born child If you want your dreams to become true You'll find a way to see Christian soul for riches
When dirt closes up your mortal eyes You face the scales of sanctuary The side you tip The flames will consume Cascading to impending doom
Can't run away from damnation Material sins castrate your chance
Skulls will grind, sear your mind Soulless life, any point? Voodoo seedy rack man Marrow burns, silver earns Owns it all, breath of death Voodoo seedy rack man
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