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| Amebix - Slave |
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Earth to ashes, buildings to dust
A radioactive burning crust
The meek shall inherit all that is left
Inherit the Earth, a living death
From the cradle to the grave
You made yourself the system's slave
Acid rain, rocks on fire!
Poison clouds, gods a liar
There's nothing left, for the meek
The past is gone the future is bleak
From the cradle to the grave
You made yourself the system's slave
Evil systems, government control
Are to blame for our downfall
There's no umbrella against the rain
Destroy the power, break your chain!
Tags : Crust Punk Amebix Slave Arise! |
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Affichage : 8153
Durée : 236 s |
| Amebix - Winter |
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The cold outside lays waste to life. Suspends
the process of decay.
Alone without a friend suffer as night
becomes the death of day.
Winter
This is the season of the fire, this is when
the reaper crawls.
Feed the flames and make them higher. No
sanctuary behind four walls.
Red sky at night, the shepherds delight but
nothing left by the morning.
In the town they feel safe, fools like flies
their friends are falling.
Wrap up warm, you'll catch your death. Don't
let your death catch you.
The winter tears the earth apart, lets hope
we see it through.
Tags : amebix winter crust punk diy |
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Affichage : 748
Durée : 334 s |
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