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• Artiste: Dominici
• Titre: The Order Comes
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While working in my shop I heard the doorbell chime A stranger stood before me A chill ran down my spine He held a written notice I knew at once was mine A parched piece of paper A code I recognized I knew it was the order Yet still I was surprised I was waiting for this day I was sure I would be fine Why this feeling in my gut? Why this reeling in my mind? I mustn't show this messenger Can't let on I'm insecure In my homeland I was sure I was chosen for this reason Now I'm blind with thoughts of treason My pounding heart, my palms are sweat The time has come to pay my debt I wish my god who guides my hand Would strike me down now where I stand For I must choose between my new world And what is now the foreign land I was waiting for this day I was sure I would be fine I curse this feeling in my gut Damn this reeling in my mind Will this nausea subside? Can I abide with this malign? I wish my god who guides my hand Would strike me down now right where I stand For I must choose between my new world And what's become the foreign land What is now the foreign land