Progress lyrics
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Artist: Crashdog Album: 8 Years To Nowhere (90-97)
Lyrics
Sear the guilt throbbing in our Heads, now we sleep in our blood Beds. rid ourselves of god, the Crutch, our broken legs don't hurt So much
Reaching forward, falling back, the More we progress, the more we lack
At nagasaki we built a sun right on The ground. at least we won. use The pretty, lose the rest, it's evolution At its best
Lay in beds of anger, talking in our Sleep. mumble words of vengeance Songs of world peace
The incense of our progress is the Burning of the weak. the wound is Self-inflicted even as we speak!
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"8 Years To Nowhere (90-97)" album track list
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