Machines of Loving Grace - Tryst

I'm attracted by the fabric of waste
Watching our souls as the bodies decay
And though some love remains
I'm attracted by this waste

Watching our souls as our bodies decay
Watching our souls as the bodies decay

This is a tryst this is discipline
The discipline of flies always takes me in

I'm attracted by the fabric of waste
Watching our souls as our bodies decay

Angels bleed easy
Angels breathe easy

Written by:
MICHAEL BERNARD FISHER, RAYMOND LEON RIENDEAU, SCOTT D. BENZEL, STUART B. KUPERS

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