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You shook standard procedure when you built the wall. How could you predict the measure of which it would fall?

So give me more, yeah give me more.

You saw twenty five folk singers all laying in graves. When the rain fell upon their faces, you saw they didn't have names.

So give them more, yeah give them more.

Cause someday your set ways will change, and the bricks you built will start to wash away and the snow on the hill will be up to your knees, so keep your casket clean.

You sought separation but didn't manage the plan. When the backlash caused abrasion the blood remained on your hands.

So give me more, yeah give me more.

You swore that atlas was thee, and you could hold the load. When the weight was too much to carry, they found you dead on the floor.

So give them more, yeah give them more.

Cause someday your set ways will change, and the bricks you built will start to wash away and the snow on the hill will be up to your knees, so keep your casket clean.

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from The Casket, released December 6, 2012

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