Cone letra

In our cradles we dream sweetly
Of destinations we can never reach
Down here, in our death struggle
We vainly try to learn,
How could we end here
With out last seventh sense?

Paint our dreams one more time,
Coexistence or no existence!

Frantic Bleep - Letras

• A Survey
• But a Memory
• Cone
• Curtainraiser
• Mandaughter
• Mausolos
• Nebolous Termini
• Sins of Omission
• The Expulsion