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Return To The Motherland

 

Return To The Motherland


(Lala-la la, la-la la, la-la la, lala la
Lalala la, la-la la, lala la, la-la la)

This parade was built for her to fill with your betrayal
Hoping time will help you understand your own prevail
The skewered mind will bring us back to hell, and you're the prize
Yeah, mommy's got her eyes on you

Her arms are wrapped right 'round
Tightly goes the breathing, and you're locked in sound
Drowning out the freedom in your heart deep down
She's not the only voice she held within
Casted out by darker glimmers of horror

You know you were wanted before
Put your hands on the floor
May her plethora of jealous auras
Make performers out of you and me
As she weeps lies, wraps us in binds
Takes us all down if we mess round

High tides weep and she will choose ya
Singing hallelujah
We return to the motherland
It's hard to run away now
Try not to make a sound
As we turn to the motherland!

(Lala-la la, la-la la, la-la la, lala la
Lalala la, la-la la, lala la)

Come and play with I
Our surprise was the glue in your boots
But betrayal caught my eyes, they all deserved better
If you were me, desperacy would sound too good to be true
But like the timer counting down, I'm making food of you

Just hear the sound of the fallen, lalalala-lala, la-la-la
Taunting you was by design, screaming laa-dee-daa
Escape my children of the damned, la-la-la, la-la-la
But echoes of their shrieks remain, crying laa-dee-daa

They climb on the walls by your feet
There's nothing for me to repeat
It's us they will meet, they count to three
Run!

High tides weep and she will choose ya
Singing hallelujah (Singing hallelujah)
We return to the motherland (Motherland)
It's hard to run away now
Try not to make a sound (Try not to make a sound)
As we turn to the motherland

Your back was turned
Stood against your kind
And defy this clémentine
Higher on the food chain
Wrapped in a bow and remained
As we turn to the motherland

This brigade was made for prima donnas like you
You couldn't stay away, you'll do as I command to

You couldn't possibly imagine
What grave struggle comes of these painful new times of anarchy
When I call your name, step forward, and report for duty
Now, may God bless you all

Hush, dear
Do you know who you're meddling with?
Settling with? Messing up this family?
Be a darling, close your mouth
And your eyes, and your heart
Your new eternity lies with us

(Lala-la la, la-la la, la-la la, lala la
Lalala la, la-la la, lala la, la-la la
Lalala la, la-la la, lala la, la-la la
Lalala la, la-la la, lala la, la-la la)

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