Sun Of War
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البمViolent Portraits of Doomed Escape
سال2020
صنفMetal
دورانیہ7:15
اصل زبانEnglish
مناظر86
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Fire, the thunder, a dream? They wonder Feed them by hand Lead them by hand Break them by hand 'Till they have lost the way Twilight, they plunder this tide All under Feed them by hand Lead them by hand Break them by hand 'Till they have lost the way Done is done One by one They harvest malignant seeds They'll run One by one They're all lost in poison seas Is done One by one They harvest malignant seeds They'll run One by one They're all lost in poison seas After all they'll see what they wish to see And say what they want to say They suffocate all they "need" here And bitterly walk away Done is done One by one They harvest malignant seeds They'll run One by one They're all lost in poison seas Is done One by one They harvest malignant seeds They'll run One by one They're all lost in poison seas After all they'll see what they wish to see And say what they want to say They suffocate all they "need" here And bitterly walk away Fire, the thunder, a dream? They wonder Feed them by hand Lead them by hand Break them by hand 'Till they have lost the way Twilight, they plunder this tide All under Feed them by hand Lead them by hand Break them by hand 'Till they have lost the way As they have come From all they run Never as one Become the son Face the end of life today Draw peace from being led astray With knowledge, to exist this way Is hopeless, so find power Examine where they went astray Find peace, for it is all one day All knowledge, they exist this way Meet maker, become maker The maker exists as their heart Their maker deceased as their start The maker exists as their heart Their maker deceased as their start The maker exists as their heart Their maker deceased is their start The maker exists as their heart Their maker deceased is their start As they have come From all they run Never as one Become the son Fire, the thunder, a dream? They wonder Feed them by hand Lead them by hand Break them by hand 'Till they have lost the way Twilight, they plunder this tide All under Feed them by hand Lead them by hand Break them by hand 'Till they have lost the way They are one They should run

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