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Wind 4
A thousand heads cut clean across their necks
Right down the hall from me
The reich's relentless blade
Thirsty and shining red
Still echoes of their screams
This is a tarnished heirloom
Passed down through iron fists
A shameful house of doom
A legacy of collapse, built on a painful truth
A thousand years of failure
A thousand years they bled
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father
They just bowed their heads
They meekly did their time
Counting the days while harnessed to their rusty shackles
Forever occupied
Folded the crimson star
The rabbit's turned to jackals
Still echoes of their screams
This is a tarnished heirloom
Passed down through iron fists
A shameful house of doom
A legacy of collapse, built on a painful truth
A thousand years of failure
A thousand years they bled
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father
They just bowed their heads
Soviet Hangover, eastern bloc
And dirty money still flows through locks
A killing ground of rebels, black marketeers
Restrained but there's no resistance here
Southeast asia in a euro cellblock
Saigon's children conceal what they've got
The opium trail runs west through here
They're selling disease to erase all your fears
Still echoes of their screams
A thousand years of failure
A thousand years they bled
To the bear, the blitzkrieg, and the holy father
They just bowed their heads
I won't bow my head
Justify, a means to an ending only just beginning
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To legitimize the conflict that's rendering the
Interaction so useless
Futility defined, watching you wait for the stars to align
So clueless, so simple it should be a crime
And I can't bring myself to save you this time
Keep me in your sights, possessed by the spite,
Woeful irrelevance
So quick to ignite, impulse to indict, defense
for incompetence.
For what it's worth, it was over before it began
Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand
For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand
Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands.
Victimize, cast off, forgotten daughter, play the martyr
So they sympathize with your condition and your position
It's strategic how your misfortune became so fortunate
Oh, it must be torture keeping up with it
Consider me disengaged and find a better character
For your stage.
Only ever more, still keeping the score, is there
Enough for you
Keep one thing for sure, stay pure saboteur, it's
Simply what you do.
For what it's worth, it was over before it began
Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand
For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand
Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands.
Erase this, replace this with something to have hope in
Severe all ties that bind, the circle will be broken.
Keep me in your sights, possessed by the spite,
Woeful irrelevance
So quick to ignite, impulse to indict, defense
for incompetence.
For what it's worth, it was over before it began
Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand
For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand
Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands.
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