A sense a smell a moving field,
of loss and grief and disbelief.
Brave new child new floods of hate,
downward spiral of life and death.
Caress the hero and abort the rest,
behind the walls of sins and hate.
A new found pleasure of pain and relief,
in 40 feet of mud and blood
REF: So come on in,
Just come on in,
So come on in,
Into the black, the black hole of my soul.
So come on in,
Just come on in,
So come on in,
There is no light, in the end of the tunnel.
(SOLO)
REF: So come on in,
Just come on in,
So come on in,
Into the black, the black hole of my soul.
So come on in,
Just come on in,
So come on in,
There is no light, in the end of the tunnel.
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