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Out Of The Frontline Trench

 

Out Of The Frontline Trench

(album: Out Of The Frontline Trench - 2019)


They fell with their faces to the foe
Their proud remains among the skies above!

There is a better life in nasty dreams
Where you walk the line of painful death
I can't deny my cosmic ancestry
The gods of fire are reality
Unwanted creatures surrounded me
Unseen dimensions I have seen
No hell between me and god
Just the kind black moon will know
Just the kind black moon will know

They didn't know my sacred name
When I fell asleep to die
They covered me over
With hallowed earth and pride

Out of the frontline trench
When you're crying at your hero's grave
Out of the frontline trench
Recalling ghosts who were strong and brave

Get out!

The saber rattling above my head
Artillery strikes with domino effects
Raging over bloody battle grounds
Into the cradle of my hapless soul
Down with bibles and up with guns
I am the man who wore the crown of blood
The holy fire shows what's underneath
Stripped down my mouldered skin
Stripped down my mouldered skin

They didn't know my sacred name
When I fell asleep to die
They covered me over
With hallowed earth and pride

Out of the frontline trench
When you're crying at your hero's grave
Out of the frontline trench
Recalling ghosts who were strong and brave

Out of the frontline trench
When you're crying at your hero's grave
Out of the frontline trench
Recalling ghosts who were strong and brave

Burned down my human identity
Annihilated personality
Machine gun bullets spared no one
In the killing fields of no return
Blinded eyes don't see the flowing tears
And a broken world with light gone dim
There was no way to find everlasting peace
To cross the sleeping dead between

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