Parades End - Age Old Story | Текст песни

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Just an age old story,
Maintain the pace of an age old people
Secured safe in their waste
The fight is of land and of blood,
But it's not permitted by god.
If life is what your god creates,
Then where are these people today?
Just an age old story
Maintaining the faith of an age old people
Bowing down to their fate.
Their fight is of land and of blood,
But it is not permitted by god.
If life is what your god creates,
Then where are these people today?
If life is what your god creates,
Where are these people today?
They woke up and then died betrayed. Unravel and fold grave after grave.
A slain body lays tortured, bullet filled, charred, or maimed.
Ghost, god, or savior,
None showed their faces that day...
...that day down to their very last breath
Down to their very last breath.
They woke up and then died betrayed.

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