Abracadavers by The Classic Crime

The Silver Cord by The Classic Crime

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Abracadavers
by The Classic Crime

Album: The Silver Cord

It's like I never had time to look away;
Bodies stuck between death and decay
are plastic and set up on display,
and their eyes are wide and they are looking my way.
Each ligament exposed each muscle connected
and every organ that I proudly neglected,
have been arranged for the common collective.
Stomaching the sight of human flesh resurrected.
It seems we're fearfully made and designed,
but it's a shame we can so blind.

We're all the same,
made of hair and bones and water and blood cells.
And we're all to blame,
for spending way too much time on ourselves.

I have been blessed and now I'm blind,
the veil's been pulled over my eyes.
Now every bad season that kept me believing seems so contrived.
There's more glory to be seen savored through suffering
Than ever was through self serving escape.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.