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Funeral March

アーティスト:Swollen Members 

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[Verse 1] Focus of an orchestra, dozen black roses Energy of rock group, symphony's explosive Half the appetite, that's the sacrifice That's the path of light, laugh to afterlife Earthly primitive disturbing images Center of attention, feel my inner-tension Conquest original, intent to purify spirit Regiment descend with a vengeance My brothers shed blood with me You hate on what I'd love to be It goes paralyzed force, I fly through my verse I fly high in a parallel universe Strange fascinations living in a world Where children are just spit on become greatness I'm antisocial, misplaced aggression I'm not your trophy, love breeds obsession [Chorus] Yesterday does not exist Tomorrow is made Today is all there is [Verse 2] Lust for advancement, personal development Mentally elevate psychedelic elements Isolated Mad Child talk torture Zolac to Zoltar, dirtbikes and go-karts Dark town iron-jawed angel Danger's no foreigner, I enjoy strangers Aqua, blue, turquoise-ingrained scenery Fascinated landscape, my mind's machinery [Verse 3] The danger's imminent, the razor blades are intricately Placed inside our mouths, we spit them


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