Prong

Prong - Your Fear lyrics

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His holy Misunderstood,
 Misdirected, Misconstrued.
 This holy roll of the dice;
 Take your chances, Hold on Tight.

 Silence the Silent.
 Confuse the Confused.
 Confustion runs rampant,
 On a ship of Fools.

 The Clock is ticking,
 This sacred Joke.
 Left without a Reason
 So the reason takes hold.

 Surrender Your Fear,
 Crawl into the Flame.

 This Holy Unconciousness,
 Endless Discussion
 About our Uselessness.

 Clock is ticking,
 This sacred Joke.
 Left without a Reason
 Till the reason takes hold.

 Surrender your Fear,
 Crawl into the Flame........


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 -Gladly Donated by Adrian "Dementia" Brush
  Finally Some REAL lyrics....
  E-mail Amb2be2e@panam3.panam.edu
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Epic

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Released in: 1990

Language: English

Appearing on: Beg to Differ (1990)

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