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Corpse Flower

Verse 1 The giant color filled leaf reaches to the heavenís seat
with a beauty large and ghastly and the smell of dying meat.
How tragically ironic for the giant leaf to eat
requires the smell of spoiled flesh and overwhelming heat.
Chorus Corpse flower
Verse 2 The flies crowd in to see, they always seem to re-emerge.
Beauty and violence hold the same internal urge.
See them gather 'round to stare at the tower.
Giant, terrible, magnificent corpse flower.
Chorus (See above)
Bridge Hour by hour giant power, see them cower.
Who knows what it will devour?

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