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Jonathan Young

Traitor's Requiem

 

Traitor's Requiem

(album: Joyo - 2020)


Even when against the fate of God
Fly the flag of the rebellion
Gang-star
Oh, yeah

Drowning in my feelings and my fear
Drown them out with rage, I swore
I'd turn my back away
From the devil on that day
Does taking my revenge mean the end?
Calling on the future, to those
Who choose to cast aside
Their only way of life, stay gold

That's right, an eye for an eye
Sing you the traitor's song
Requiem, oh
Whoa-whoa!

Beckoning to you is your despair
Standing up alone against the world
Don't care, 'cause there's no need for your mercy here
On the day your body perishes
Will you ever let your prayers give in?
Hell no, it's the beginning of the golden wind

I have nothing left I can lose
Soul's still ignited, although
I am on my way back
Burning down to dust and ash
Raise a revolution, starts tonight
More than craving time
To try to get to sleep at night
Trying to control this fight

Showing pride, and I will
Sing you the traitor's song
Requiem, oh
Whoa-whoa!

Now your heart begins to pound with rage
As it beats you want to scream in pain
Don't care, we're chasing after the truth here
Will the one to finally find it be,
The one who finally catches victory?
Hell no, the only judge is the golden wind

Oh, we're going to win!

Beckoning to you is your despair
Standing up alone against the world
Don't care, 'cause there's no need for your mercy here
On the day your body perishes
Will you ever let your prayers give in?
Hell no, it's the beginning of the golden wind
Yeah!

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