In the Name of the Sun, My Father and the Spirit Songtext
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In the Name of the Sun, My Father and the Spirit Songtext
Fatherland, what does it imply?
A nation of fathers for who we shall die?
Kiss the blade, your name is not known
Let′s die in the trenches for motives unknown
Raise the flag, whitened in blood
Forged by our fathers delivered by god
Touch the flame, mother of pain
An army of legion is raised in thy name
Give to me, the eyes of the blind
The meaning of blood has been lost over time
God of war, we plead for our lives
The first gasp of air is the moment we die
Lay down your worship, take of your clothes
Reveal to me naked, the lies we've been told
Lay down your weapons, extinguish the sun
The future is burning, no salvage will come
Motherland, we feed on your tears
Sisters divided constricted and feared
Love me not, the world is impure
An unbroken cycle of madness and war
Drink the wine, consume every drop
Our lives are a riddle it will never stop
Life begins, to the sounding of strife
Nourished by ashes and fathered by knives
Show to me, the nightmares you scream
Freedom shall be for the price of your dreams
Sing to me, your unspoken songs
The essence of words can set fire to suns
A nation of fathers for who we shall die?
Kiss the blade, your name is not known
Let′s die in the trenches for motives unknown
Raise the flag, whitened in blood
Forged by our fathers delivered by god
Touch the flame, mother of pain
An army of legion is raised in thy name
Give to me, the eyes of the blind
The meaning of blood has been lost over time
God of war, we plead for our lives
The first gasp of air is the moment we die
Lay down your worship, take of your clothes
Reveal to me naked, the lies we've been told
Lay down your weapons, extinguish the sun
The future is burning, no salvage will come
Motherland, we feed on your tears
Sisters divided constricted and feared
Love me not, the world is impure
An unbroken cycle of madness and war
Drink the wine, consume every drop
Our lives are a riddle it will never stop
Life begins, to the sounding of strife
Nourished by ashes and fathered by knives
Show to me, the nightmares you scream
Freedom shall be for the price of your dreams
Sing to me, your unspoken songs
The essence of words can set fire to suns
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