»Lyrics: Man of Clay

A man without form who's made of clay,
No virtues or vices and nothing to say,
This man will not oppose or voice his dismay,
Fill his head with lies and send him on his way.

You won't be able to sleep as I testify,
I'll implicate you and all your kin,
You should have thought about this before,
You invited me to absolve your sin,
Rehearsing failure and thinking about pain,
This isn't new at all it's always been the same,
So don't act like it's all a great surprise,
When they come to see you about your name.

A man without form who's made of clay,
No virtues or vices and nothing to say,
This man will not oppose or voice his dismay,
Fill his head with lies and send him on his way.

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