The Earth is just a grave
whose tenders we've become
entrancement of extinction
as we repeat the past
[Chorus:] Denial of tradition
one becomes the multitude
We can stand against the tide
that turns the world to red
We become the sculptor
clay becomes idea
future the accomplishment
to live another day...
Dropdead - Clay Lyrics
Dropdead - Clay Lyrics
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The Earth is just a grave
whose tenders we've become
entrancement of extinction
as we repeat the past
[Chorus:] Denial of tradition
one becomes the multitude
We can stand against the tide
that turns the world to red
We become the sculptor
clay becomes idea
future the accomplishment
to live another day...
whose tenders we've become
entrancement of extinction
as we repeat the past
[Chorus:] Denial of tradition
one becomes the multitude
We can stand against the tide
that turns the world to red
We become the sculptor
clay becomes idea
future the accomplishment
to live another day...