The Holy Fire Songtext
von Lash Out
The Holy Fire Songtext
Beasts of chrome
Clashes in this armless life
A survival battle
Colors painted in our minds
This ragged zoo
To visit all your lives
Beforelife controlled by gods
Life will lead you to question
All the stupidity
That′s ingrained in this book
And you've got your odds
To do all your lives
To live and let live your
Cultures of all traditions
We are born to all these nations
It′s all your roots
We are these nations
We're your identity
This is all in fire (this is all in fire)
Burning in the wind
Mesmerized through weak eyes (in the blinding flame)
Foggy, never-ending fear
To give you these flaws
To draw your attention
To invade your body
And your decay
And push fear on my shore
Emotion, peace, combat
That starts another spilling game
Of race, blood, tribal feeling
Of good reason to sleep
Of being systematic to this law
A measure of longing
Guided by pathetic religion
A measure of tribe self-confidence
A measure of pride
Innocence is lost
I'm not your book
I′m made of grief
Move, stop my fall
This is all in fire (this is all in fire)
Burning in the wind
Mesmerized through weak eyes (in the blinding flame)
Foggy, never-ending strife
It′s all in fire
To roll out of the bottle
In an endless bed of no-man's land
Driving to bed in this life
Calling out for gods and looking back
Tears of murdered mothers soak the soil
Life should grow in their shadow
In full soil
To keep this flame alive
We are one nation
We must have our law
To fight the system
To cut the rich culture
To take this ragged zoo
This is all in you
My view stands by its side
Eager to be the next in this grave
Embodied in the ritual
Which exposes the primitive
In another book of our work
It is humanity
Stand by the rank
Turn your back on the tribe
You will be a cub
Pointed at the head of hate
This is all in fire (this is all in fire)
Burning in the wind
Mesmerized through weak eyes (in the blinding flame)
Foggy, never-ending hate
Clashes in this armless life
A survival battle
Colors painted in our minds
This ragged zoo
To visit all your lives
Beforelife controlled by gods
Life will lead you to question
All the stupidity
That′s ingrained in this book
And you've got your odds
To do all your lives
To live and let live your
Cultures of all traditions
We are born to all these nations
It′s all your roots
We are these nations
We're your identity
This is all in fire (this is all in fire)
Burning in the wind
Mesmerized through weak eyes (in the blinding flame)
Foggy, never-ending fear
To give you these flaws
To draw your attention
To invade your body
And your decay
And push fear on my shore
Emotion, peace, combat
That starts another spilling game
Of race, blood, tribal feeling
Of good reason to sleep
Of being systematic to this law
A measure of longing
Guided by pathetic religion
A measure of tribe self-confidence
A measure of pride
Innocence is lost
I'm not your book
I′m made of grief
Move, stop my fall
This is all in fire (this is all in fire)
Burning in the wind
Mesmerized through weak eyes (in the blinding flame)
Foggy, never-ending strife
It′s all in fire
To roll out of the bottle
In an endless bed of no-man's land
Driving to bed in this life
Calling out for gods and looking back
Tears of murdered mothers soak the soil
Life should grow in their shadow
In full soil
To keep this flame alive
We are one nation
We must have our law
To fight the system
To cut the rich culture
To take this ragged zoo
This is all in you
My view stands by its side
Eager to be the next in this grave
Embodied in the ritual
Which exposes the primitive
In another book of our work
It is humanity
Stand by the rank
Turn your back on the tribe
You will be a cub
Pointed at the head of hate
This is all in fire (this is all in fire)
Burning in the wind
Mesmerized through weak eyes (in the blinding flame)
Foggy, never-ending hate
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