Burial Grid t-shirt design A on black Gildan-style tees. B&W design.
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lyrics
I become an idiot child
Left in an idiot fire
Indifferent eyes like sharks and crabs
I return to the ether lung
That blows black air through their cries
Nowhere yet everywhere
I become an idiot child
Left in an idiot's fire
Unconcerned eyes like a cosmic mother
I return to the ether lung
That blows black air through their cries
I'll never wake up again
Never wake up again