Zopiclone bandit
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Without question this, it used to be a track off The AFX Analord Series but I can picture this booming out the speakers in a Church & as my Coffin is carried the people move in time to the music & when Jack really goes in & Meg bangs the shit outta the drums the flames shoot out of the bit where they burn you & I'm reduced to ash as one of the most heavy guitar riffs ever recorded plays.



"Now my mind is filled with rubber tires and forest fires
And whether I'm a liar
And lots of other situations where I don't know what to do
At which time God screams to me
"There's nothing left for me to tell you."
Nothing left for me to tell you
Nothing left
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well, oh, well
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well, oh, well"



"Now my mind is filled with rubber tires and forest fires
And whether I'm a liar
And lots of other situations where I don't know what to do
At which time God screams to me
"There's nothing left for me to tell you."
Nothing left for me to tell you
Nothing left
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well, oh, well
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well, oh, well"