As the congregation grows The lung of solitude deflates To my ears the greatest sin Feel a bit like Beethoven Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst Exiled
As the congregation grows To my ears the greatest sin The lung of solitude deflates Feel a bit like Beethoven Exiled to the inner voice, difference is
Översättning: Mr Bungle. Långsamt växande Döva.
Översättning: Mr Bungle. Sleep (del I): växer långsamt Dövas.