Toothwheels

This door will never open, why would it, we never tried to
Exterminating angel, the black hold of beauty

In a world of complete make-believe
There's a chance to practice what we preach

In a world of complete make-believe
There's a chance to practice what we preach
Throw the hammer burn the gasoline
We're all toothwheels in the death machine



Credits
Writer(s): Oervar Thoreyjarson Smarason, Gunnar Oern Tynes
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