SOIL OF THE UNDERGROUND

[music and words by Petter Mossberg]

Like the beating heart of a love left for dead
It will always survive if only just in my head
Cuz I'm not letting go until I'm leeting go

VERSE:
Despite the lack of lights to shine my way
and the hollow and venomous words you say
There is always something you won't know

CHROUS:
There's more to life than numbers
A meaning more profound
Those who are going under
Will find new life - in the soil of the underground

VERSE:
The undisputable fire that burns beneath
The spirit that grows stronger from defeat
Can never be traded for your greed

And once again your glorious fame-machine
Has proven to be an engine for breaking dreams
But there is always new blood to bleed

INTERLUDE:
Some will never fall in line - some will never follow suit
They will stand on their own feet - they won't join in your pursuit

VERSE:
To define passion in digits and dollars
but we know

CHORUS

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