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• Artiste: Angelus Apatrida
• Titre: Gernika
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It's time, the sirens are screaming aloud Approaching with thunderous sound Death is making its way through the clouds They're here, the metal wings swing in the air A deafening roaring ahead The symphony of death drawing near Fear is a tool Used with power Controlling the fools Darkening the skies with a sinister might "Be fierce and take no prisoners" Leaving a trail of nightmares as they're flying low Raining fire from the skies above Shake the ground, burn the crops, tear hills down Damned be the liars who talk and the cowards who shut up The madmen who press down their guns Taking thousands of lives as they pass Hear me now, among the bombs around We were all tears in the storm Hear me now, with rubble all around Our spirits will rise above Behold the ruins of a world now gone The carved scars on each and every stone Silent streets, shattered and drowned The echoes of a war still yet to come Hear me now, among the bombs around We were all tears in the storm Hear me now, with rubble all around Our spirits will rise above Hear me now, among the bombs around We were all tears in the storm Hear me now, with rubble all around Our spirits will rise above