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Full of frequency an unintelligible roar of everything ever lived or altogether avoided life A storm of voices and backward thoughts through deserts of sand through gutters of shite Drums and flames our bodies in ruins and I say my name without my voice Speed increases fucking all up in a whirling wind tearing all order apart in order to rebuild order Police, police, police please stop the Euro from binar bin Laden Io paramount Pan Io Paradox Pan Letras de canciones Don't fight it, you'll only whirl up all mass hysteria in your thousandfold self We lost eachother we slide unnoticeably in hallucinatory orbit around the sun the black sun oh black sun From Letras Mania