| Edmund Allan Brown - Yellow Silence | |
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yellow silence coming from the radio inside of me crying baby deep inside my soul maybe he wants out maybe he wants feeding nurtured on the poison of my mind maybe he's bleeding or laughing at all the wasted souls in this left behind blood red sirens screaming from the window of control your environment has lessened me I have become ice ice cold my conscience tears the pictures that your stealing death is alive in you my spirit drinks the vial that you're unsealing as incense burns to ashes in the wastelands of all three worlds until the end of time |
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