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Termites Hollow

This song is by Grade and appears on the album Head First, Straight To Hell (2001).

Every word she said
Lured me into surrounding
My fingers around her throat
Now I roll along
With her severed head
Her design is fit only
For a creature as foul as
Every word she said
Was like feeding
Paint chips to an infant
Her coil was comforting
With black blood and a frozen touch
Hopefully the hordes of worms
Will take the rest of her away
As I roll along
With her severed head

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