Paroles Sorcerer de Jon Langford

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Textes et Paroles de Sorcerer

He's a Sorcerer
Before your eyes
Cast a spell
Out of control

Miraculous and magical
His world is also demonic
Terrifying, swinging wildly
Out of control

Menacing, destroying
Blindly as it moves
They repress both wonder
And dread at what they've made

He's a bourgois sorcerer

In a million factories
Department stores and mills and banks
Dark powers walk in broad daylight
Social forces driven in dreadful directions
Whole populkations conjured out of the ground

Oooh! The abyss is so close to home

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Oooh! The abyss is close to come

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