S.O.36
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S.O.36
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One man limited room to think
Move with the lines in soft fat red
Phase one environment experiment
This is your city with miracles spent
So dead
Crime of flesh control is joyless
Blue white shells will not grow to trees
Phase one environment experiment
The smoke on the city with miracles spent
So dead
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Killing Joke performs "S.O.36", and this lyric page sits inside the Killing Joke catalog on LyroVerse.
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