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(Pepper Keenan)

Been to this place before

An excavation

Scrawling a name again

Touch stony face restored

Can't read the name

Collapsible fingertips

Weeping within the hot of desert weeps

To brood within the skull of wax and time

Taking no step alone until you can

Crying on the downed stones

By handfuls you will build a pillamyd

Lust in the vessel head

Working with slaves

Dust in the eyes of men

Offer nocturnal prayer

Alter ablaze

Magik obtained

Deciphering pain

Moving inside you when you seem asleep

Influence all to step beyond the gate

When you're slipping in preservative

Hydro-glyphic downed stones

By handfuls you will build a pillamyd

A pillamyd built

The pillamyd guilt... inside

It's etched in stone