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I can hear them ranting

Like a choir of angels, those cunts

Not singing nor dancing here;

All eyes down for the casting

Spell trough scraped dry

Practising our sincerest sorrows;

All full faced to the grind of stone

The drag of that inert through toil of chained wrought sinew

Ragged faces turned up to the rain

Staring down; drawing down the rain

Staring down; drawing down the rain

Drawing down the rain

Drawing down

All our ears are open / all our eyes are smiling

Gracelessly receiving empty threats of heaven

As grist to and from these dark Satanic mills

A barren wasteland dreamt through streets of prescription mist

There is no attenuating this

No attenuating this

Holes in the heart of this city

Holes

Drawing down the rain

Heaven calling; calling through sewer-gratings

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