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Slain in the desert
03:51
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You have talk to russians
This is our deductions
My innocence was matched only by the whiteness of sand
Corruption of your race
Trigger to madness
My crime is only engendered by the city and my land
My number has been called
My dreams are all asleep
And frankly, I'm appalled
This desert makes men dive SO FUCKING DEEP
Get down on your knees
DON'T SHOOT ME, PLEASE
My lover's blood waters the ground while I'm pulled over the dust
Start your detention
Leave your dimension
My Armenia silently cry, but her tears disappear in a burst
My number has been called
My dreams are all asleep
And frankly, I'm appalled
This desert makes men dive SO FUCKING DEEP
Slain, slain, slain, slain
My number has been called
My dreams are all asleep
And frankly, I'm appalled
This desert makes men dive SO FUCKING DEEP
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So long Atlas
03:51
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Eyes lit up facing the mountains
Skin waking up on the fresh grass
Grace of god blessing these places
Your charms buried far from this war
I fill my tears at the fountains
Separate the warriors from the mass Giving thanks and praises
Committing the sins that I must ignore
Allah why am I on this land
Some wet fields trading for my life Allah, am I still in your hand?
Waiting for your advice
Allah, from Atlas I feel banned Stuck in this path with other folks' strife
With other folks' strife
Selling you a lot of bravery
I killed but I said my prayers Bloodied by my slavery
This is all fucking shit my heir
Allah why am I on this land
Some wet fields trading for my life Allah, am I still in your hand?
Waiting for your advice
Allah, from Atlas I feel banned
Stuck in this path with other folks' strife With other folks' strife
Look in my eyes
Brown as mud where I sink
Look in the coal
Fires where I drink Look in my lies
Killing with no blink Look in my soul
Forgiveness as a wink
No matter where they come from,
Black men die as French soldiers
You see glory but you're numb
I carry their bodies on my shoulder
Allah why am I on this land
Some wet fields trading for my life Allah, am I still in your hand?
Waiting for your advice
Allah, from Atlas I feel banned Stuck in this path with other folks' strife
With other folks' strife
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Stars and stripes
03:51
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The ocean is ignite
The bald eagle takes flight
The Lusitania covered isolation
With a veil of hate
From his land, our proud nation
Will pass through the gate
Brothers, see the power of my faith
Let the love of your camp be the flame
A restless, eager and brutal wraith
They attacked our country. Give them hell they claim
The stars and stripes around our uniform
Our blood in libation blessing the salient
Our anger and rage can take many forms
Lately, my pride's been looking radiant
Stuck in this little corner of France
Surrounded by three years of hard war
Self esteem put us all in a trance
They attacked our people, we knock at their door
The stars and stripes around our uniform
Our blood in libation blessing the salient
Our anger and rage can take many forms
Lately, my pride's been looking radiant
We won your fight
You know we're right
We cursed your enemies
Without any charity
We planted a seed
And now you're in need
The stars and stripes around our uniform
Our blood in libation blessing the salient
Our presence and role will take many forms
For now, America's looking radiant
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Idolatry for aversion
05:31
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Cannot understand how men did things like this
We trapped in a bowl full of shit, vomit and rubbish
They build that shithole trying to protect us
But the goal of the trench is a point to be discussed
Walking this aisle, stepping over rats
Searching for weapons as typhoid attacks
Swallow my disgust for rotten bodies
Turn off aversion that god makes and sees
My veneration, my worship for revulsion
Idolatry for aversion
Better to die in this fucking no man's land
Where we are protecting from being rotten and damned
Even though new soldiers sit here on their buts
They got no life there, they will have no guts
Walking this aisle, stepping over rats
Searching for weapons as typhoid attacks
Swallow my disgust for rotten bodies
Turn off aversion that god makes and sees
My veneration, my worship for revulsion
Idolatry for aversion
So this will be the place of my last breath?
Surrounded by vermin, by scum and by death
Walking this aisle, stepping over rats
Searching for weapons as typhoid attacks
Swallow my disgust for rotten bodies
Turn off aversion that god makes and sees
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Dusk Of Delusion Nancy, France
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