The Santairs - Dead/Night: (Theme) -Mix 2
There are domestic people who watch violence on tv
The children all sang with an angry storm
Our brains are melting from the source above
The peace of existence will start to form
Of all the things that I see
The torture and the poverty
All of man's humanity
There's no more left, oh for me
The screams of us aching in pain of religion
The dreams of an angel with long yellow wings
The night time is round and kisses its way
From nightmares to death of all I can see
I cry and I cry and I cry some more
The people keep living after they have been warned
My head is a plastic with streaks on the side
Oh heaven is too old to save me
Ow! Revolting love in a rhapsody way
Your salubrious ways gets me down
They wouldst be so joyful with you
Conceptualize my meanings of lies and despair
The dead of the dead of the death of my dead
The meaning of life to free me instead
My brain has split open and flew away
The drug of the entity has taken my mind
Written by:
Wayde Brown
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