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• Artiste: My Son My Executioner
• Titre: New Age Holocaust
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Slaughter of their being I hear the voices of the night for their calling out to me They waste away in the day light As they hang from the gallows The children hang with open eyes of disgust crying out to me But fortune is only for fallen kings Their determined to see Their treasure reaps Abundant immortality Some day they will close their eyes Until they see the glory they have all died for As they hang in objection to us Someday their eyes will close To see the bounty weighed on their heads Clenching on to life Holding on to all they hoped and dreamed They bought all their eyes As their poisoned confessionals fall to the ground They see their love swinging and hanging there They lay their children on the alter of sacrifice To the god of their pride They lay their children down To petition the god of their pride