Letra de Towards the Black Surreal
In The Woods...
Towards the Black Surreal
In The Woods...
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Harvesting the stars
Mining the black holes
The Faustian spirit
Values not his souls
Gravity becomes distant
When you venture out alone
In a cosmos never-ending
You can never find a home
Exponential tunnel-vision
Towards the black surreal
Gravity becomes distant
When you venture out alone
In a cosmos never-ending
You can never find a home
Mining the black holes
The Faustian spirit
Values not his souls
Gravity becomes distant
When you venture out alone
In a cosmos never-ending
You can never find a home
Exponential tunnel-vision
Towards the black surreal
Gravity becomes distant
When you venture out alone
In a cosmos never-ending
You can never find a home
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