Fear Factory - Echo of My Scream Lyrics
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Echo of My Scream
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What Are The Lyrics For Echo of My Scream By Fear Factory?
This lonely isolation
Follows me through my dreams I wander around with doubt So cold and incomplete There is nothing Here for comfort The spark of hope I see I breathe deep and fill my lungs To silently release An echo An echo An echo This is more than a dream to me I breathe deep and drown my lungs And release silently I gasp for breath to only hear What's inside me An echo An echo An echo An echo An echo An echo An echo An echo More than a dream to me Than a dream More than a dream to me More than a dream More than a dream to me More than a dream An echo of An echo of My scream I gasp for breath to only hear I gasp for breath to only hear I gasp for breath to only hear I gasp for breath to only hear I gasp for breath An echo An echo An echo An echo An echo An echo An echo An echo More than a dream to me More than a dream More than a dream to me More than a dream More than a dream to me More than a dream An echo of An echo of My scream An echo of my scream An echo of my scream An echo of my scream An echo of my scream An echo of my scream An echo of my scream More than a dream More than a dream To me |
Who Wrote Echo of My Scream By Fear Factory?
Burton C. Bell, Christian Olde Wolbers, Raymond Herrera
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What's The Duration Of The Echo of My Scream By Fear Factory?The duration of Echo of My Scream is 6:58 minutes and seconds. |
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