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Leaves Are Falling
08:54
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Leaves Are Falling
Can you feel it,
The dark wing beat of fate?
Can you hear it,
The derisive whisper of the end?
Do you scent it,
The putrid smell of the lie?
Do you see it,
The darkening of the sky?
Do you realise now,
That you dug your own grave?
This is a sinking ship,
Not the home of the brave.
A coward dies a thousand times
The valiant only once
It's autumn and the leaves are falling
Like our daughters and our sons
Can you feel it,
The dark wing beat of fate?
Can you hear it,
The derisive whisper of the end?
You had the chance,
To divert your course
Now you drift into darkness,
Without sails and oars
Civilisations die a thousand times
Mankind only once
It's winter and the snow ist falling
And with mankind nature bonds
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It's Quiet
07:33
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It's Quiet
The world has been set on fire
For the greater good, for the last empire
Dropping bombs to set the people free
It’s been a feast, what a killing spree
It’s quiet in the end
There’s no last man to stand
No last wish to make
Dead eyes turned opaque
The oceans turned into rough waters
It’s second nature to see the slaughters
Drowning people in the sea
It’s been a feast, what a killing spree
It’s sobering after all
Great heights mean an even greater fall
No next battle to win
No new way to begin
Give me liberty
Or give me death
Take me away
Let me go
No more decay
That’s what you owe
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Orange Waves
05:22
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Ravaged Lands
05:19
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Ravaged Lands
In the wake of devastation, we stand
Ravaged lands, desolation at hand
Witness the world aflame, skies ablaze
In this inferno, we’re lost in a daze
Through the fire we wade
In the chaos we bide
No hope, no aid
In the war’s cruel tide
Marching through the ashes, spirits worn
In chaos of war, we were born
Bleeding hearts, our souls entwined
In this realm of ruins, we’re confined
Take all that’s left, broken and scarred
In the aftermath, where hopes are charred
No victors here, just echoes of strife
In the ruins of existence, we forge our life
We endure, despite the endless night
In this world of chaos, we’ll fight
No glory awaits, no triumphant song
In the wake of war, we trudge along
Through the fire we wade
In the chaos we bide
No hope, no aid
In the war’s cruel tide
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5. |
Feed Me
11:27
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Feed Me
I worship the plague of your lies
I yearn for your art of disguise
Make me bow down like a dog
Feed me, eat me, make me slog
Devour me a bite at a time
Bit by bit until we are in chime
I need you to bleed me dry
You are the lord, I am the fly
Take all the parts you need
You decreed, I concede defeat
Take everything that’s left
Detest, abreast, coalesced
Carry on regardless
Relentless till dawn
Plug along, soldier on
Carry on regardless
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