House of Thieves

from Houses of Voodoo III by Junkyard Shaman

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Thieves wave their bony fingers, swaying their slender arms
in the winds of change, future misfortune and disappointments.
All the hope ills these people, these wretched beings
that hide in the safety of their stone halls.

These thieves have a grin that pierces your defense
and assures you can trust them. And you do, and you open your pockets and you open your houses and you show them the way to your valuables
and you let them steal everything.
This world is full of rotten thieves, just like these.
And they are the ones we chose to lead this world.
And they grin, and they grin and you let them in..
And you let them lead and they reward you by cutting you open.
And you bleed and you bleed until you're just meat.
And it never stops...

Bones of yesterday are hung from the ceiling.
We remember the skin that used to cover them
Wrapped around them so tight it felt like you could
push the finger through.. It's all so easy to say
that you'll be here tomorrow when you can't stay.
Life assumes you take care of yourself,
because no one else will.
Unless the people around you will.
So you better take care of them too,
or they might not give two shits about you.

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from Houses of Voodoo III, released November 9, 2014

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Junkyard Shaman Osaka, Japan

This is the mental junkyard of evaporating dreams, disintegrating memories and fading recollections. See if you'll find something you like..
Everything done by Jere Kilpinen unless credited otherwise.

Born in Finland, now live in Japan.

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