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Traduzione: Mudvayne. Ld.40 (Hidden Track).
Traduzione: Mudvayne. Ld. 40.
Frozen moments in time, Stopped hourglass, They predicate, what you will know, Dispositions lie within, And so do we, Don't want to run. Don't want to
Losses, losers and more, gain of life's pleasures cohorts listen behind the doors to a life meaningless less than 0 in me all my walls falling down pains
Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors aroma's thick with age mark off the day reflections of my life are fading Pull me out of body don
Breathe... Push... ...I lost you, you were my god thought what do I do now you were never there for me never there to carry me, 26 years looking back
Dig bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing I would love to beat the face,
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Cop provisions feed my addictions mistakes I made then I opened up the holes and they crawled in, Now when it's time for the feed they won't let me
First voice: These symptoms suggested that our evolution, I suppose, from the animal kingdom into the human kingdom itself was catalyzed, or triggered
Does your god come in a capsule, To sedate you tear the walls down, Headless prison cannibals chew, to consume you bring the alien, Halcium and morphine
Emotions inside us troubling, The hatred inside us escalating, The sickness inside us keeps us weak, The masses inside of us suffering they are bleeding
Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away, With my love, That's all she's ever needed, from me It's my time, to mother, One of my own in my
