3 February 2013
(Inspired by the Irish troubles and the hunger strike)
Starving for peace, Fighting for freedom, Breaking for love, Song of sacrifice.
We're spun in a web of golden silk Red, red, red with blood It started with a blazing fire A distant power far away It ended with vicious hatred Overflowing, here to stay.
... Strike, strike, strike like a snake in the woods, Follow the trees past the rusted stone, Catch the bombs from the other side and, Eat the roses, bite the lies...
The darkness spreads on waves of hatred, Difference dying gone, gone, gone Green goes grey with molten colours, Shade of shadow catching up Like a lover, through the bog Death comes calling, mortals cower.
... Strike, strike, strike like a snake in the woods, Follow the trees past the rusted stone, Catch the bombs from the other side and, Eat the roses, bite the lies...
The pain pursues me, takes me to The pit of hunger Bathing in a bag of lies Saturated with hate Under ashen skies.
... Strike, strike, strike like a snake in the woods, Follow the trees past the rusted stone, Catch the bombs from the other side and, Eat the roses, bite the lies...
Starving for peace, Fighting for freedom, Breaking for love, Song of sacrifice
...Song of sacrifice...
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...Song of sacrifice...
Song Of Sacrifice • Opuss № I