Music © 2006 by EZamor Lyrics © 2006 by Richard Schletty
All instruments by E. Zamorano Vocals by R. Schletty
Lyrics: His large nose Senses no mystical realm, No god, No hope, No aroma of love.
With dulled senses He stumbles 'Cross small divides, Never seizing the day, Never reaching for stars.
He cannot adjust His lifelong habits To forestall disaster. The assailant can surely Snatch away all.
His attitude stinks. His muscles are atrophied. His mind is anemic. He is unable… read more
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