You must not escape
You must not steal
You must immediately report
You must over-fulfill your tasks
Welcome to this world, my child
You were born where you shall die
I don't care what you feel
Little boy who forever kneels
In this place we're all the same
In our crib and our grave
We've made you live this way
What are you gonna do?
Through all your darkest days
You will curse your father's name
You must absolutely obey
Freedom will come as a queen
Embraced with her wings you'll see the things unseen
The spectrum of all shades will make you sad and gray
You'll never learn to live
Under the western star
In the spectrum of all shades
Insignificant you shall be
Under the falling sun
Through all your darkest days
You will curse your mother's name
Fear of Blood - Three Generations Sentence Lyrics
Fear of Blood - Three Generations Sentence Lyrics
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You must not escape
You must not steal
You must immediately report
You must over-fulfill your tasks
Welcome to this world, my child
You were born where you shall die
I don't care what you feel
Little boy who forever kneels
In this place we're all the same
In our crib and our grave
We've made you live this way
What are you gonna do?
Through all your darkest days
You will curse your father's name
You must absolutely obey
Freedom will come as a queen
Embraced with her wings you'll see the things unseen
The spectrum of all shades will make you sad and gray
You'll never learn to live
Under the western star
In the spectrum of all shades
Insignificant you shall be
Under the falling sun
Through all your darkest days
You will curse your mother's name
You must not steal
You must immediately report
You must over-fulfill your tasks
Welcome to this world, my child
You were born where you shall die
I don't care what you feel
Little boy who forever kneels
In this place we're all the same
In our crib and our grave
We've made you live this way
What are you gonna do?
Through all your darkest days
You will curse your father's name
You must absolutely obey
Freedom will come as a queen
Embraced with her wings you'll see the things unseen
The spectrum of all shades will make you sad and gray
You'll never learn to live
Under the western star
In the spectrum of all shades
Insignificant you shall be
Under the falling sun
Through all your darkest days
You will curse your mother's name
Writer: Piotr Horzycki
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid