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A Vision Of Hell, 1996

from Afar by Ice Choir

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Your gun called my name
Through the slime, I traced you to fame
Not so much the place you cut your teeth
As where you reside

I am the criminal in your vision of hell
Your vision of hell
The witch behind the spell and
The guilt is terrible

You die here everyday
As your face is etched in the gray
Now reduced to packets in a wire
As your hate subsides

I am the criminal in your vision of hell
Your vision of hell
It never ended well you know…

(I saw your cut-out shape flicker from the sterile throne
just below the outpost; a portrait of the architect retired..
…It's cruel i know, but someone's gotta be SACRIFICED)

Bad sectors in the mind
Bricks were laid and bombs, they were timed
You became the naturally select
And the incorrect

I am the criminal in your vision of hell
Your vision of hell
The witch behind the spell and
The guilt is terrible
I am the criminal in your vision of hell
Your vision of hell
The witch behind the spell and
Now it is plain to tell you won't be
SATISFIED

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from Afar, released July 31, 2012

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Ice Choir is Kurt Feldman

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Kurt Feldman, Patrick South, Avery Brooks, Raphael Radna

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