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FEAR FACTORY
Soul of a New Machine 1992
Flesh Hold текст песни
Flesh Hold
Breaking out this stifled room
A jail cell, a stell tomb
To see the light
My mere existence
God's kill in sight
Confined in madness
Jurors hate criminal minds
They're making dates for killing time
Breaking out this stifled room
A jail cell, a stell tomb
One has to fight
For dissension
God's kill in sight
Confined in madness
Wasted life, tasted
Wasted life, tasted
Kill me!
Kill me!
Kill me!
Kill me!
Wasted life, tasted
Wasted life, tasted
One has to fight
For dissension
God's kill in sight
Confined in madness
Jurors hate criminal minds
They're making dates for killing time
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