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Dog Star Radio in my mind. Wish I hadnt been born with sight, then become blind. Dog Star Radio loud and clear. Never tune out because of pain or of fear.

Slowly burning. The slow burn of this planets turning. Here we are praying to the dog star. In God's we've  trusted all the meaning of our lives. Yet all our lies are seen trough mushroom clouds, telepathic screams in all our dreams. In all our dreams...

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On Dog Star Radio loves still heals. On Dog Star Radio hate still kills. On Dog Star Radio no one for a mintue believes in man made realities. 

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Dog Star Radio