Den Helige Anden Songtext
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Den Helige Anden Songtext
Brothers (Brothers)
Tonight we leave this place
Brothers (Brothers)
Let the stars up above
Call your way
We were so restless by comfort and peace
We came back to our home below way from this place
Frowning upon the weak at heart
We set our eyes towards forbidden skies
As we are
Leaving ground
Twisted faces in the ground
There′s hope in every vision
As they bear witness to
Our work
Brothers, our price was served
It comes an end
Let the trumpets sound our ascencion
Beneath is not the end
When they're far from gods
When we are freed from our shackles
Suffer in the world among the flock
As we are leaving ground
We left you with nothing but silence
As we move free from our shackles
Suffer in the world among the flock
As we are leaving Earth
We left you with nothing but silence
Chase the truth
For purpose fills your empty shells
The past of your existence born from the noise of machines
Screaming, crying, loathing
In madness you are all reborn to suffer a new day
In madness you are all reborn to suffer a new day
Brothers
Our price will soon be close at hand
Brothers
Let the trumpets sound our ascencion
Brothers
Tonight we leave this place
Brothers
Tonight we leave this place
Brothers (Brothers)
Let the stars up above
Call your way
We were so restless by comfort and peace
We came back to our home below way from this place
Frowning upon the weak at heart
We set our eyes towards forbidden skies
As we are
Leaving ground
Twisted faces in the ground
There′s hope in every vision
As they bear witness to
Our work
Brothers, our price was served
It comes an end
Let the trumpets sound our ascencion
Beneath is not the end
When they're far from gods
When we are freed from our shackles
Suffer in the world among the flock
As we are leaving ground
We left you with nothing but silence
As we move free from our shackles
Suffer in the world among the flock
As we are leaving Earth
We left you with nothing but silence
Chase the truth
For purpose fills your empty shells
The past of your existence born from the noise of machines
Screaming, crying, loathing
In madness you are all reborn to suffer a new day
In madness you are all reborn to suffer a new day
Brothers
Our price will soon be close at hand
Brothers
Let the trumpets sound our ascencion
Brothers
Tonight we leave this place
Brothers
Writer(s): Buster Odeholm, Daniel Bergström, Karl-magnus Thomer, Vilhelm Bladin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com