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• Artiste: Heathen
• Titre: Dying Season
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[Music: Lee Altus] [Lyrics: David White] Hey, it's dying season Bodies dropping in an endless grave Promise, promise broken Liver are lost, dissolved in vain War, war and treason Power minds set the stage Loss, loss of reason Disappearing in an endless rage Fist full of sand, mouth full of disdain Stepping stones melt into flames Ancient methods historically stained Soldiers marching onward into dust Cradle the crying, extol the dying Blood shed like paint to the wall Sanity scarring, a prayer underlying A season, a lifetime to fall Crack in the sky, black is the night A towering shadow divides, Piercing creation, sever a nation Compose a season to die Hey, crying season Bombs are blasting with a deadly force Tears, tears are falling A river stained must change its course Lost, lost forever Sacrifice is fate's reward Time, everlasting Only memories and timeless scars Fist full of sand, mouth full of disdain Stepping stones melt into flames Ancient methods historically stained Soldiers marching onward into dust Cradle the crying, extol the dying Blood shed like paint to the wall Sanity scarring, a prayer underlying A season, a lifetime to fall Crack in the sky, black is the night A towering shadow divides, Piercing creation, sever a nation Compose a season to die Wars result, is it really worth the cost? So much pain, the suffering never ends War and fate, is where the bullets fly Dust to dust, when death and life collide [Solo: Lee] [Solo: Kragen] Fist full of sand, mouth full of disdain Stepping stones melt into flames Ancient methods historically stained Soldiers marching onward into dust Cradle the crying, extol the dying Blood shed like paint to the wall Sanity scarring, a prayer underlying A season, a lifetime to fall Crack in the sky, black is the night A towering shadow divides, Piercing creation, sever a nation Compose a season to die