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William Ryan Fritch Lyrics


Backward Birth With bodies stiff with scabs our hold on life is…
Heavy Oh how empty Oh how empty I am Oh how heavy Oh how…
In Denial Oh how easy to just wash our hands of this. Easier…
Sot Among Whispers Sot among whispers, casks of thickening kisses, fleshy fruit…
Still A bell A bell A bell must be A bell must be hollow…



Thankless Deeds A blight upon these crops a drought upon the soil.…
Unholy Frames Child let your heart be kind, May love never be…
You Remain when you were new to me our love was a blind…