Hanging Garden - I Was A Soldier | Текст песни

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• Hanging Garden
• I Was A Soldier

Watch closely loving mother
The world as we know it will fall
Listen closely mother
While their voices still call

Hear the laments faltering little by little
Hear the voices still linger waiting for deliverance

Waiting to no avail
We pass the time slowly running out
Waiting until stagnation
Will be the worm to conquer us all
Waiting...

See the remnants crumbling little by little
Hear the voices still linger waiting for deliverance

Waiting to no avail
We pass the time slowly running out
Waiting until stagnation
Will be the worm to conquer us all
Waiting... Waiting to no avail

See your children dying mother
They are bleeding out
In a trembling letter they carve
Their epitaph upon your beast

In silence the children stand
With no air to breathe
They suckle upon your flassid chest
That seeps but poison
Their fetal frames writing in death