Letra de Empire Falls - Primordial
Letra de canci�n de Empire Falls de Primordial lyrics
A cold wind is blowing
Through the graves it is blowing
And it bares a poisoned tongue
And the foul breath of deceit
And I am my Fathers Son
And his deeds
Cannot be undone, be undone
And you trade in his blood
Writing your history
In the sacrifices of the dead
Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
For hollow victories
And every empire will fall
Every monument crumble
Forgotten men who watch, who watch the centuries
Whose silent words rise up
Rise up in betrayal
And we will rise up
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Rise up in betrayal
Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
For hollow victories
Every empire falls
And the Earth to ashes turn
The lands of my birth
Shall be my tomb
And these are the lands, the lands of my birth
Soon to be ruins, ruins of my past
And when the sky should fall
The Earth to ashes turn
Then you will know they shall be my tomb
Where is the fighting man?
I am he!
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
For hollow victories
Through the graves it is blowing
And it bares a poisoned tongue
And the foul breath of deceit
And I am my Fathers Son
And his deeds
Cannot be undone, be undone
And you trade in his blood
Writing your history
In the sacrifices of the dead
Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
For hollow victories
And every empire will fall
Every monument crumble
Forgotten men who watch, who watch the centuries
Whose silent words rise up
Rise up in betrayal
And we will rise up
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/empire-falls-primordial.php
Rise up in betrayal
Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
For hollow victories
Every empire falls
And the Earth to ashes turn
The lands of my birth
Shall be my tomb
And these are the lands, the lands of my birth
Soon to be ruins, ruins of my past
And when the sky should fall
The Earth to ashes turn
Then you will know they shall be my tomb
Where is the fighting man?
I am he!
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
For hollow victories