Lyrics Turn - Dead Horse

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Like a fish on the line
I’m strugglin'
Wild horses tramplin' man
Over enemy lines
The battle fan
Grinding mother nature
Inevitable masochism massacring
Bleedin' fire engine red
Blades are cravin' like jet engines, roar
Incision showerin' ammunition
Mourning lights the souls of marching corpses through
The earth they’re mulchin'
Reflections of tomorrow
Wither away
Screaming hallelujah
Momentum soul vacume
Surging forward like a dragon
Racing cross the planet’s face
Murmur in the distance
Blackened catalystic hate
Momentum soul vacume
Surging forward
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