The Child Must Die
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โฑ๏ธ 6:04 duration
๐ ID: 2467507
๐ Lyrics
Ageless
Though merely a child
Tall has grown thy shadow
For every sun must set
Eventually
And every child of fire
Must die to be free
Far beyond the grace of god
The tiny tomb's prepared
"LIBERATUS EST"
The silent stone declares
Pluck now the rose, the child must die
Pluck now the rose and leave it on my grave to dry
In sackcloth and ash, so let us mourn
In sackcloth and ash, sleeps the newborn
The fear of change is the fear of Death
That fear is the pain and the pain is the wreath
Of thorns now placed upon thy brow
A twisted cross 'neath which burden we all must bow
For you my child, comes the cursed
Phantom carriage, alas, the hearse
Follow I must not, this ride is only meant for you
Ever dark lay the lands you're going to
In the belly of Moloch, the child must burn
Into the fires, it must return
Mind not the tears, the child must die
Release the self, Strangle the I
Pluck now the rose, the child must die
Never to know, the reason why
Mad burn the fires, so dies the child
Bittersweet, the fumes shall rise
Though merely a child
Tall has grown thy shadow
For every sun must set
Eventually
And every child of fire
Must die to be free
Far beyond the grace of god
The tiny tomb's prepared
"LIBERATUS EST"
The silent stone declares
Pluck now the rose, the child must die
Pluck now the rose and leave it on my grave to dry
In sackcloth and ash, so let us mourn
In sackcloth and ash, sleeps the newborn
The fear of change is the fear of Death
That fear is the pain and the pain is the wreath
Of thorns now placed upon thy brow
A twisted cross 'neath which burden we all must bow
For you my child, comes the cursed
Phantom carriage, alas, the hearse
Follow I must not, this ride is only meant for you
Ever dark lay the lands you're going to
In the belly of Moloch, the child must burn
Into the fires, it must return
Mind not the tears, the child must die
Release the self, Strangle the I
Pluck now the rose, the child must die
Never to know, the reason why
Mad burn the fires, so dies the child
Bittersweet, the fumes shall rise
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:44.27] Ageless
[00:48.26] Though merely a child
[00:51.19] Tall has grown thy shadow
[00:59.24] For every sun must set
[01:02.27] Eventually
[01:06.28] And every child of fire
[01:10.34] Must die to be free
[01:14.33] Far beyond the grace of god
[01:17.35] The tiny tomb's prepared
[01:21.36] "LIBERATUS EST"
[01:25.37] The silent stone declares
[01:37.45] Pluck now the rose, the child must die
[01:44.55] Pluck now the rose and leave it on my grave to dry
[01:52.47] In sackcloth and ash, so let us mourn
[01:59.43] In sackcloth and ash, sleeps the newborn
[02:22.47] The fear of change is the fear of Death
[02:26.34] That fear is the pain and the pain is the wreath
[02:29.45] Of thorns now placed upon thy brow
[02:33.46] A twisted cross 'neath which burden we all must bow
[02:59.54] For you my child, comes the cursed
[03:07.65] Phantom carriage, alas, the hearse
[03:15.65] Follow I must not, this ride is only meant for you
[03:23.75] Ever dark lay the lands you're going to
[04:52.15] In the belly of Moloch, the child must burn
[05:00.24] Into the fires, it must return
[05:08.35] Mind not the tears, the child must die
[05:14.37] Release the self, Strangle the I
[05:23.43] Pluck now the rose, the child must die
[05:30.47] Never to know, the reason why
[05:37.58] Mad burn the fires, so dies the child
[05:45.66] Bittersweet, the fumes shall rise
[05:52.65]
[00:48.26] Though merely a child
[00:51.19] Tall has grown thy shadow
[00:59.24] For every sun must set
[01:02.27] Eventually
[01:06.28] And every child of fire
[01:10.34] Must die to be free
[01:14.33] Far beyond the grace of god
[01:17.35] The tiny tomb's prepared
[01:21.36] "LIBERATUS EST"
[01:25.37] The silent stone declares
[01:37.45] Pluck now the rose, the child must die
[01:44.55] Pluck now the rose and leave it on my grave to dry
[01:52.47] In sackcloth and ash, so let us mourn
[01:59.43] In sackcloth and ash, sleeps the newborn
[02:22.47] The fear of change is the fear of Death
[02:26.34] That fear is the pain and the pain is the wreath
[02:29.45] Of thorns now placed upon thy brow
[02:33.46] A twisted cross 'neath which burden we all must bow
[02:59.54] For you my child, comes the cursed
[03:07.65] Phantom carriage, alas, the hearse
[03:15.65] Follow I must not, this ride is only meant for you
[03:23.75] Ever dark lay the lands you're going to
[04:52.15] In the belly of Moloch, the child must burn
[05:00.24] Into the fires, it must return
[05:08.35] Mind not the tears, the child must die
[05:14.37] Release the self, Strangle the I
[05:23.43] Pluck now the rose, the child must die
[05:30.47] Never to know, the reason why
[05:37.58] Mad burn the fires, so dies the child
[05:45.66] Bittersweet, the fumes shall rise
[05:52.65]