Taken from Trounce debut album "The Seven Crowns" out Oct. 20th 2023.
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Video edit by Ludivine Gibert
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LYRICS
It was an obscene hole
An ugly molasse nest
Built as a gift to God
Then forgotten by the blessed
There a chest was breathing
In a five square feet cell
A body putrefying
But still taunting the death knell
One of the souls was refusing to die
On her berth made of brute stone
Begging to be immured
In a bleak lifetime grave
By the chaste and the pure
She was a woman no more
Feeding on bones and rotten bits
Just like a locked up dog sleeping in its own feces
Her face went gaunt
Her eyes went blind
But her Lord kept her flesh alive
Oh, she strove
And she strove
To survive each dawn
To survive each dawn
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