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Prometheus (Gets a Tibetan Sky Burial)

from What Kind of Pet Defines You? by Werewolves

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Sun comes up a rooster calls you on the phone
Sun comes up to tell you that you're on you own
As you pull yourself up by the collar
One more day for one more dollar
Sun goes down and night and you really feel alone

So listen for the rhythm that your blood demands
Listen for the beat on which your chest expands
Hear the voice that bellows out
What's inside of you through your mouth
Swear upon the body part for which it stands
Give up all your insides when you say goodbye
Donate all the meat within you to the sky
Angels from the heavens lift you up
From whence you came
Cuz every living thing on earth gets eaten when we die

So talk back to the clock that has control of you
Throw out all the clocks that tell you what to do
Leave behind that cell phone and just ride your bike away
Saying no I will not go down with the sun today

Prometheus I don't know what to do
If you stole fire from them then maybe I can too
Prometheus it's all becoming clear
it's not within our nature to be so goddamn insincere

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from What Kind of Pet Defines You?, released April 18, 2015

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