Fear Factory - 540,000° Fahrenheit [48,000 Khz][Multimedia Track] Lyrics

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540,000° Fahrenheit [48,000 Khz][Multimedia Track]
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What Are The Lyrics For 540,000° Fahrenheit [48,000 Khz][Multimedia Track] By Fear Factory?
Witness a blinding flash
Sudden bright light from a blast Pulsing radiation Moving through cracks under skin Feel the fire in the wind Deadly kiss of scorching sands Not a prayer of hope Or redemption in your eyes Hell exploded on this earth To take all that's alive Standing at the face of death Terror stealing your last breath Watch the firestorm Incinerate you into ash All that you know burns away into dust So many lives So many innocent Burn Every particle returns To it's natural form Ashes into ashes Blown away, just like the dust Heaven burning with the sky Hell is not the reason why Feel the firestorm Melting your spirit into glass All that you know burns away into dust So many lives So many innocent Burn So many lives So many innocent All that you know burns away into dust So many lives So many innocent So many lives So many innocent So many lives So many innocent Burn Burn Burn Burn |
Who Wrote 540,000° Fahrenheit [48,000 Khz][Multimedia Track] By Fear Factory?
Burton Bell, Christian Olde Wolbers, Raymond Herrera
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