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• Artiste: Ancst
• Titre: Of Gallows And Pyres
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Watch all the fires burn in anguish This city of terrors has numbed me to the last There is no light in all this darkness even though the brightness radiates All this longing for better days, so useless and pathetic One more protesting pursuit To the gallows, to the pyres, we march together in each others shoes We are not meant to see ourselves self-degraded and disemboweled Hanged from their towers, we flood the city with our tears And as far as I remember, we never had a chance to escape and to wither in our self-chosen solitude The gods of mercy in their villas, they laugh and they slander in our long forgotten names I rest my head on your shoulders Crowned with rusted wire, I'll be your king and your slave In our detention cells, we watch the days go by Lost in our inner crypts, we persevere till we burn out Till we burn out And as far as I remember, we never had a chance to escape and to wither in our self-chosen solitude And as far as I remember, we never had a chance to escape and to wither in our self-chosen solitude