The Dream Machine - Om Kring - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Dream Machine - Om Kring lyrics

Artist: The Dream Machine

album: Vol 3: Pooch Slingers' Wild Round-Up!

I saw God in the face of my love
Face of death, reigning down from above
I saw a battle of fraud against pain
Sticky black tongue in a Ford estate
I seen a Doctor talking about a revolution
On a Berlin street, was he just an illusion?
This little six point star of mine
I hang her on my wall
A necklace made of severed heads
In morning we will fall
And I sing
Om Kring Kali Namaha
Om Kring Kali Namaha
Om Kring Kali Namaha
Om Kring Kali Namaha
He stopped me in the dead of night
And said "Smell inside my glove"
Wizard in a paupers skin
A familiar song he hummed
I see him in my bowl of soup
I see him in my dreams
Last thing that I see at night
Is the face of evil He
And he sings
Om Kring Kali Namaha
Om Kring Kali Namaha
Om Kring Kali Namaha
Om Kring Kali Namaha

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