In comfort some forgot
What was done to keep us here
Drunk on former victories,
Time sanitised, context lost!
Quietly they forgot,
Well we did not.
And when they asked us to kneel,
Fascism is the hand that keeps us down,
At the first sign of resistance,
The state begins to unleash the hounds.
As the wealth bled back from the colonies
And lubricates the citadels
The fascist wretch, no longer needed,
Slunk away, now out of favour.
But soon enough the rivers run dry,
We f*cked the land,
We drained the wells,
The wealth, once so freely gifted,
Was recalled from working peoples hands.
Quietly they forgot,
Well we did not.
The resistance is rekindled,
The skills are all still here,
What was sleeping now awakes,
The knife still sharp after all these years!
A Stone's Throw
As the life glow falters,
As the landscape darkens,
Where is your fame-ed
Love of the land.
Your wreak a blight upon the ground
To ratify your precious state.
Tell me what you know of love
I'll show you what we mean by hate.
Soon Will Be The Age Of Lessons Learnt
The executors of chaos
The inheritors of death.
We won't even be forgotten,
There'll be no one left to forget.
Only in their death
Will our debt be erased,
And we wait,
Build,grow, agitate.
As the ice melts and the ocean swells
All our masters are building is hell.
The anticipation, the unsatisfiable hunger,
The knowing but not ever knowing.
As the last trees are murdered
And the insects are dying in droves,
Death crawls up the chain.
Dawn Ray'd - Until the Forge Goes Cold Lyrics
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In comfort some forgot
What was done to keep us here
Drunk on former victories,
Time sanitised, context lost!
Quietly they forgot,
Well we did not.
And when they asked us to kneel,
Fascism is the hand that keeps us down,
At the first sign of resistance,
The state begins to unleash the hounds.
As the wealth bled back from the colonies
And lubricates the citadels
The fascist wretch, no longer needed,
Slunk away, now out of favour.
But soon enough the rivers run dry,
We f*cked the land,
We drained the wells,
The wealth, once so freely gifted,
Was recalled from working peoples hands.
Quietly they forgot,
Well we did not.
The resistance is rekindled,
The skills are all still here,
What was sleeping now awakes,
The knife still sharp after all these years!
A Stone's Throw
As the life glow falters,
As the landscape darkens,
Where is your fame-ed
Love of the land.
Your wreak a blight upon the ground
To ratify your precious state.
Tell me what you know of love
I'll show you what we mean by hate.
Soon Will Be The Age Of Lessons Learnt
The executors of chaos
The inheritors of death.
We won't even be forgotten,
There'll be no one left to forget.
Only in their death
Will our debt be erased,
And we wait,
Build,grow, agitate.
As the ice melts and the ocean swells
All our masters are building is hell.
The anticipation, the unsatisfiable hunger,
The knowing but not ever knowing.
As the last trees are murdered
And the insects are dying in droves,
Death crawls up the chain.
What was done to keep us here
Drunk on former victories,
Time sanitised, context lost!
Quietly they forgot,
Well we did not.
And when they asked us to kneel,
Fascism is the hand that keeps us down,
At the first sign of resistance,
The state begins to unleash the hounds.
As the wealth bled back from the colonies
And lubricates the citadels
The fascist wretch, no longer needed,
Slunk away, now out of favour.
But soon enough the rivers run dry,
We f*cked the land,
We drained the wells,
The wealth, once so freely gifted,
Was recalled from working peoples hands.
Quietly they forgot,
Well we did not.
The resistance is rekindled,
The skills are all still here,
What was sleeping now awakes,
The knife still sharp after all these years!
A Stone's Throw
As the life glow falters,
As the landscape darkens,
Where is your fame-ed
Love of the land.
Your wreak a blight upon the ground
To ratify your precious state.
Tell me what you know of love
I'll show you what we mean by hate.
Soon Will Be The Age Of Lessons Learnt
The executors of chaos
The inheritors of death.
We won't even be forgotten,
There'll be no one left to forget.
Only in their death
Will our debt be erased,
And we wait,
Build,grow, agitate.
As the ice melts and the ocean swells
All our masters are building is hell.
The anticipation, the unsatisfiable hunger,
The knowing but not ever knowing.
As the last trees are murdered
And the insects are dying in droves,
Death crawls up the chain.
Writer: Simon Barr, Fabian Devlin, Matthew Broadley
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Solutions Corp, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Solutions Corp, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico