Sing to My Enemies, and Those Who Did Not Make It Songtext
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Sing to My Enemies, and Those Who Did Not Make It Songtext
With the marrow, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a kite
And send it up, into the sky, to where stars and void reside
With the bones, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a raft
And sail across, the pitch black seas, never to come back
With the hide, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a home
A fortress raised, on prejudice, built from skin and bones
"Die for me, you will be believed
Of love and demise are the dreams I have dreamed
Paint for me, a picture of lies
So I can remember the things I despise"
With the voice, of all my enemies, I shall muster one last cry
And scream for king, and fatherland, "I won′t submit and die"
With the tongues, of all my enemies, I shall tie myself a rope
And downward climb, to hell and back, abandon all your hopes
With the names, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a god
The more I drink, the more I see, we lost ourselves in blood
With the eyes, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a rose
And pluck the petals, one by one, until everything's exposed
With the fingers, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a tree
From every branch, there hangs a man, refusing to concede
With the wives, of all my enemies, I shall make me self a child
A child that holds, my hand and says, "I′ll keep the flame alive"
And send it up, into the sky, to where stars and void reside
With the bones, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a raft
And sail across, the pitch black seas, never to come back
With the hide, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a home
A fortress raised, on prejudice, built from skin and bones
"Die for me, you will be believed
Of love and demise are the dreams I have dreamed
Paint for me, a picture of lies
So I can remember the things I despise"
With the voice, of all my enemies, I shall muster one last cry
And scream for king, and fatherland, "I won′t submit and die"
With the tongues, of all my enemies, I shall tie myself a rope
And downward climb, to hell and back, abandon all your hopes
With the names, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a god
The more I drink, the more I see, we lost ourselves in blood
With the eyes, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a rose
And pluck the petals, one by one, until everything's exposed
With the fingers, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a tree
From every branch, there hangs a man, refusing to concede
With the wives, of all my enemies, I shall make me self a child
A child that holds, my hand and says, "I′ll keep the flame alive"
Writer(s): Tomas Pettersson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com