Omnium Gatherum - Misanthropic August Falls 1996 | Текст песни

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• Omnium Gatherum
• Misanthropic August Falls 1996

Will the earth sink into the abyss of nothingness
With naught but thick blackness
And have I followed the will of my own
No, I don’t think I’m any better than you are
If the circle gets all straightened up
Then comes the age of northern winds
Oh Hallelujah, Let this word be weighed
I’ve washed my hands to hold you close
Well, I'm dead serious tonight and I'll have it now
Set out to sing, Baby, To sing the verses of fall
When there are no more words left
That's the right thing to do, Right on yeah
Well, I'm dead serious tonight and I'll have it now
Set out to sing, Baby, To sing the verses of fall
When there are no more words left
That's the right thing to do

But it's not a question
Of who's the meanest motherfucker on earth
It's not a question of who gives or who doesn't give a fuck
Let's Fin(n)ish the game, Vanhala!

"Maahan miehet, Maahan miekat, Maahan untelot urohot,
Sa'at miehet siiven alta, Kymmenet kynän nenästä!"

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