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​All the Dark Things

This song is by The Evolutionaries and appears on the album Normalized (2004).

This house is on fire
The slaves have found the key
Adam's apple is the poison root
Of this tree

The stink of your skin
Reminds me of my own sin
There is no way to come clean
But to burn everything

We killed our idols and grew our own wings
Traded every thought
For all the dark things

Let's make this noise last
Don't let the dead rest
We will have our revenge
For kicking us out of Eden

The stink of your skin
Reminds me of my own sin
There is no way to come clean
But to burn everything

There is no way to come clean
But to burn everything
Everything

We killed our idols and grew our own wings
Traded every thought
For all the dark things

We are the puppets who cut their own strings
We're the army of
All the dark things

We killed our idols and grew our own wings
Traded every thought
For all the dark things

We are the puppets who cut their own strings
We're the army of
All the dark things