TRAKX
1. So Did We
2. Backlit
3. In Fiction
4. Wills Dissolve
1. So Did We
2. Backlit
3. In Fiction
4. Wills Dissolve
5. Syndic Calls
6. Altered Couese
7. Grinning Mouths
SYNDIC CALLSRise in the morning air
6. Altered Couese
7. Grinning Mouths
SYNDIC CALLSRise in the morning air
Greeted by cinders of the dead
Syndic calls your name
Show your thinned face at the window
Is this the next last day?
Prepare to be carried by the "crows"
Heavy hand upon the land
Feel it's weight inside you
GRINNING MOUTHS
Magistrates dream of plague
Tongues loll in anticipation
You are awake in their darker visions
Drool slips from grining mouths
The plague is forced on us all
Is it there? Are they there?
Shouts of fact abound
But whispers of truth burn through
But whispers of truth burn through
Take it Here Flac
nice post ... d'hammer
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