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  1. Cauldron

From the recording 8

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Lyrics

Here we go hurling, hurling through time, it feels so good to hold your body to mine.
If heat is the current, currency blind, silence that critic inside your mind.
Well everyone’s losing money and time, inside our cauldron what do we find

Let’s hunt the solution let’s kill the game
Stress seems recycled it’s always the same
Ignore the static, endure the pain
There’s no need in nature to find the blame

Here we go hurling, hurling through time, it feels so good to hold your body to mine.
If heat is the current, currency blind, silence that critic inside your mind.
Well everyone’s losing money and time, inside our cauldron what do we find