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Dies Irae (Grave New World)

๐Ÿ‘ค Evereve โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Regret โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:41
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โฑ๏ธ 4:41 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

As sirens screamed out in the darkness
And fire fell down from the sky
As we cowered again in the bunker
We all knew the reason why

As our houses lay in ruins
And our sons were shot side by side
As the devil danced upon the graveyard
We all knew who's to blame

"For I am not one of the cowards
For I'm neither mortal nor weak
For I am the one you have longed for
A new master-race forsee"

He that is without sin among you
Let him first cast a stone on you...
Joh. 8, 1

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
If leaders feed beggars, a nation of beggars will fight

Those you once seduced
Are now here to be crucified
The principle of a fool
Who's betrayed and sacrificed

And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war
All hot and bleeding will we offer them:
The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit,
Up to the ears in blood...
Shakespeare

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:26.28] As sirens screamed out in the darkness
[00:32.27] And fire fell down from the sky
[00:38.29] As we cowered again in the bunker
[00:44.21] We all knew the reason why
[01:17.40] As our houses lay in ruins
[01:23.42] And our sons were shot side by side
[01:28.49] As the devil danced upon the graveyard
[01:36.46] We all knew who's to blame
[01:42.52] "For I am not one of the cowards
[01:48.53] For I'm neither mortal nor weak
[01:54.55] For I am the one you have longed for
[02:01.60] A new master-race forsee"
[02:15.62] He that is without sin among you
[02:18.64] Let him first cast a stone on you...
[02:24.70] Joh. 8, 1
[02:34.74] If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
[02:38.72] If leaders feed beggars, a nation of beggars will fight
[03:06.97] Those you once seduced
[03:12.81] Are now here to be crucified
[03:18.83] The principle of a fool
[03:25.92] Who's betrayed and sacrificed
[04:07.93] And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war
[04:24.91] All hot and bleeding will we offer them:
[04:28.04] The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit,
[04:32.08] Up to the ears in blood...
[04:38.00] Shakespeare
[04:39.08]

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