Lyrics "Omen" by Codexum
I tasted the bitter mud of the trenches
I could see at the waves cleanse the blood on the beaches of Normandy
I breathed in the holy smoke of Popol Vuh
I could listen to death smile when a man talked about environmentalism
I swam in the blood of those heroes of the conscious revolution
but he was still there, watching me from my ruins.
boundaries were established on the land without an owner
they were looking impotently the forest bleed
marched the armies for lost ideals
dying for an honor in which they hid their shames
we insist on keep on fighting
there is no way back
the past smashes our present
We were sentenced by of our greed
the omen didn`t subsided our anger
blood of our brothers shriveled the earth
we chained ourself to evil and death
humanity change the words to the sword
with pride they buried their origin in the tombs of slaves
Wollstonecraft, Gandhi, Martin Luther King, heroes of a lost memory
Are we prepared for a new bleeding?
bourgeoisie died on the guillotine
aristocracy wake from tyranny
idealists suffered under the dictatorship
and massacred in the Orient
History looks us in pain
the golden shine blinded us
spilled blood lead not to light
the tunnel turns red
will we light the torch?
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