97/91 by The Battery Farm Lyrics

It sits malignant
Dead eyes glazed over
It never moves
It never has to -
Its presence is enough
Only a stone's-throw away
Nestled in among the others
The things it has seen
The things it has done
You wouldn't pick it in a line-up
You wouldn't ever look twice
The very worst monsters
Look just like the rest of us

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97/91

Evisceration
Things you can't imagine
Shit and piss and agony
Damnation
Silence where the punishment was meted
Strangled cries from merciless brutality
And life goes on
It goes on and on and on and on and...
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97/91

The squalor of indifference
The squalor of hysteria
The squalor of lies
It will never go away

It will always be watching
It will always be waiting
It will always be watching
It will always be waiting
It will always be watching
It will always be waiting
It will always be watching
It will always be waiting
It will always be watching
It will always be waiting
It will always be watching
It will always be waiting
It will always be watching
It will always be waiting
It will always be watching
It will always be waiting

It will never forget
97/91
97/91