I used to believe my body
was a traitor, it had betrayed
my orders to live forever
my orders to live forever
pieces have gone missing
in a temple full of dirty coins
and now the smell is old
in a temple full of dirty coins
and now the smell is old
was there sanctity in decay
might I yet turn it, to serve
energies that still remain
might I yet turn it, to serve
energies that still remain
ah I didn’t recognise it before
body, my body thought differently
and where it went I followed
body, my body thought differently
and where it went I followed
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