Full of frequency
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an unintelligible roar
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of everything ever lived
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or altogether avoided life
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A storm of voices
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and backward thoughts
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through deserts of sand
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through gutters of shite
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For to end, yet again
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For to end, yet again
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Drums and flames
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our bodies in ruins
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and I say my name
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without my voice
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Speed increases
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fucking all up
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in a whirling wind
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tearing all order apart
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in order to rebuild order
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For to end, yet again
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For to end, yet again
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Don't fight it, you'll only
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whirl up all mass hysteria
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in your thousandfold self
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Police, police, police
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please stop the Euro
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from binar bin Laden
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Io paramount Pan
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Io Paradox Pan
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We lost eachother
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we slide unnoticeably
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in hallucinatory orbit
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around the sun
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the black sun
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oh black sun
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For To End Yet Again
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| Arcturus |
