Pain Of Existence-Disharmonic Orchestra

[ti:Pain Of Existence] [ar:Disharmonic Orchestra] [al:Ahead] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Pain Of Existence - Disharmonic Orchestra [00:11.21]Hidden people seem to see [00:12.47] [00:13.61]Way I cook the brain of thee [00:15.03] [00:16.28]Sepia print of hunting dogs [00:17.92] [00:19.19]Pointing out the unseen clocks [00:20.57] [00:21.79]There I find myself in sorrow [00:23.61] [00:24.43]Nothing's left for my tomorrow [00:26.08] [00:27.24]Dirty waste of nameless people [00:28.92] [00:29.44]A dark blue line of licking nipples [00:31.87] [00:32.44]Hard to get [00:33.41]From the unknown [00:34.28] [00:34.95]Eyes work hard with tears that drown [00:36.92] [00:37.65]Take control [00:38.54]When I will peer [00:40.10]See the pain of northern fear [00:42.29] [00:44.13]Hard to get [00:45.17]From the unknown [00:45.88] [00:46.46]Eyes work hard with tears that drown [00:48.60] [00:49.31]Take control [00:49.83] [00:50.38]When I will peer [00:51.49] [00:51.99]See the pain of northern fear [00:53.97] [00:59.74]Hidden people seem to see [01:01.17] [01:02.26]The way I cook the brain of thee [01:04.03] [01:05.10]Sepia print of hunting dogs [01:07.88]Pointing out the unseen clocks [01:10.00] [01:10.57]There I find myself in sorrow [01:12.91]Nothing's left for my tomorrow [01:16.12] [01:26.19]Hidden people seem to see [01:29.29]The way I cook the brain of thee [01:31.18] [01:32.03]Sepia print of hunting dogs [01:33.89] [01:34.56]Pointing out the unseen clocks [01:37.13]Hidden people seem to see [01:39.33] [01:39.84]The way I cook of thee [01:41.80] [01:42.61]Sepia print of hunting dogs [01:44.50] [01:45.18]Pointing out the unseen clocks [01:47.45] [01:50.17]There I find myself in sorrow [01:53.04]Nothing's left for my tomorrow [01:55.38] [01:55.94]Dirty waste of nameless people [01:58.51]Hidden people seem to see [02:00.13] [02:01.40]Way I cook the brain of thee [02:02.71] [02:03.98]Sepia print of hunting dogs [02:05.62] [02:06.54]Pointing out the unseen clocks [02:08.41] [02:09.34]There I find myself in sorrow [02:11.13] [02:12.06]Nothing's left for my tomorrow [02:13.75] [02:14.70]Dirty waste of nameless people [02:16.26] [02:17.25]A dark blue line of licking nipples