Cryptic Slaughter
Cryptic Slaughter - Still Born, Again lyrics
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Uneasy feelings Which way to turn Lost in the maelstrom Starting to burn Madness surrounds toy when caught up with Minds so confused And so I sit Pitcher in hand And so I fill This glass that stands Chaos controlling with minds that are robbed Of their wills Children of the earth See not their worth - Wasting their lives In vain, in pain - It is no surprise Stillborn again Another cig I slump my head This here soul Mistaken dead Maybe tomorrow we'll all find a way to escape