Lyrics
So imminently visible, this cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structure chaos
Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds of solitude
I'm the soil beneath me soaking up the sustenance of my own death

Extradited to the gos of chance. The deities of all things random
Alive, multicolored, twitching in their dead monochrome world

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): FREDRIK THORDENDAL, JENS KIDMAN, MAARTEN HAGSTROEM, M�RTEN HAGSTR�M, TOMAS HAAKE




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