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Critical Masses, Different Classes lyrics
And it's rough
And it's cruel
And it's deeply satisfying
There is something from inside
That is huge, that is cruel
That is something
That you'll never understand
Somewhere beyond the far horizon
The Gods of gloom and gore arise
Where from an everlasting wound
Bleeding are the western skies
The darkness talks if you do listen
The silence will dance at times
If you don't live within this world
You'll never know about the fight
That's fought within myself so often
You'll never know what demons dream
How wolves became a part of me
How crows and ravens rule the night
Watch me rise
As I celebrate your decay
Watch me grow
As I fall and pray
And it's rough
And it's cruel
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- Track 8 on Stolen Horse
- 7 Protoman
- 9 Full Time Half-Nelson
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