Disharmonic Orchestra - Pain of Existence Lyrics
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Pain of Existence
Pain of Existence Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Pain of Existence By Disharmonic Orchestra?
Hidden people seem to see
The way I cook the brain of thee Sepia print of hunting dogs Pointing out the unseen clocks There I find myself in sorrow Nothing's left for my tomorrow Dirty waste of nameless people A dark blue line of licking nipples Hard to get from the unknown Eyes work hard with tears that drown Take control when I will peer See the pain of northern fear Hard to get from the unknown Eyes work hard with tears that drown Take control when I will peer See the pain of northern fear Hidden people seem to see The way I cook the brain of thee Sepia print of hunting dogs Pointing out the unseen clocks There I find myself in sorrow Nothing's left for my tomorrow Hidden people seem to see The way I cook the brain of thee Sepia print of hunting dogs Pointing out the unseen clocks Hidden people seem to see The way I cook the brain of thee Sepia print of hunting dogs Pointing out the unseen clocks There I find myself in sorrow Nothing's left for my tomorrow Dirty waste of nameless people Hidden people seem to see The way I cook the brain of thee Sepia print of hunting dogs Pointing out the unseen clocks There I find myself in sorrow Nothing's left for my tomorrow Dirty waste of nameless people A dark blue line of licking nipples |
Who Wrote Pain of Existence By Disharmonic Orchestra?
Herwig Zamernik, Martin Messner, Patrick Connor Klopf
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What's The Duration Of The Pain of Existence By Disharmonic Orchestra?The duration of Pain of Existence is 2:36 minutes and seconds. |
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