Frontman is dead, there's no one to follow
behind the general emptiness growths
he is not that he’s cut flowering gardens
and now the desert surrounds.
Frontman is dead, there's no one to follow
behind the general emptiness growths
he is not that he’s cut flowering gardens
and now the desert surrounds a dark stain
where are my soldiers?
where are my soldiers?
where are my soldiers?
they all just have another face
believe he's not that, he's cut flowering gardens
and now the desert surrounds a dark stain
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