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Black Box - Bear McCreary/Joe Duplantier/The Mystery Of The Bulgarian Voices
Lyrics by：Joe Duplantier/Bear McCreary/Brendan McCreary
Composed by：Joe Duplantier/Bear McCreary/Brendan McCreary
Looking through our clouded eyes
Dark thought on all our minds
As we race to our demise
Wasted wasted lives
What happened to a line?
Embrace the dark pay the price
Collected wisdom of the past
Strong
Raise your hand if you've been infected
Our blood flows underneath the wreckage
Is it true the only cure is waiting high?
Come on
What is left to understand?
A black box burning in your hand
Another generation paralyzed
Raise your hand if you've been infected
Our blood flows underneath the wreckage
Is it true the only cure is waiting high?
Raise your hand dare to ask the question
Break the spell the fear generated
Such a shame bleed it all onto the ground
Wake up
Go soon
Power
We sold
Raise your hand if you've been infected
Our blood flows underneath the wreckage
Is it true the only cure is waiting high?
Raise your hand dare to ask the question
Break the spell the fear generated
Such a shame bleed it all onto the ground
Oh
