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Feathers On The Battleground

 

Feathers On The Battleground

(albüm: Shorelines - 2014)


This is a war between the faith and all these facts
Repeating history, until you say:
"Oh shit now the man's overboard who used to tell me where the fuck to go"
Hell yeah I'm gonna live my own life, set my own sail and die my own fucking way

This river should have stayed in the dark
This river buries friends, fates and arcs
This river will always tear apart
This river knows: water is blood

Feathers on the battleground
Swords and arrows rising
Face to face I swear to desacralise this soil

Auras brightening the night
Bound to death or well alive
Blindfolded by their legacies
Where's my ship?
Where's my wife, my pride, my life?

Auras brightening the night
Bound to death or well alive
Blindfolded by their legacies
Where's my ship?
Where's my wife, my pride, my life?

River of crises
From black to gold
The silhouette's glaring
Ignited by hate, by our hate

This is the same fight they fought for thousands of years
No one ever won
Just dead bodies
Corpses for concepts
Cries for the scripts
This is the same fight they fought for thousands of years

This is the part of the story, where the protagonist falls
To become something bigger
Because the subject is born
The subject is born

Auras brightening the night
Bound to death or well alive
Blindfolded by their legacies
Where's my ship?
Where's my wife, my pride, my life?

Auras brightening the night
Bound to death or well alive
Blindfolded by their legacies
Where's my ship?
Where's my wife, my pride, my life?

Get well soon!

Get well soon!

Get well soon!

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