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GROUND OF RUIN - GROUND OF RUIN (démo) |  | |||
| 2005 - Self-Released | |||||||
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1. Rights of the Unborn 2. Thy Land Byzantium  the lyrics |
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1. RIGHTS OF THE UNBORN
Dare we bring them to where hope is lost?
Weigh the consequences, count the cost
Think before you burden with your wars
Can you bathe their wounds, heal their scars?
Love is lost in this life/Turns to ash in this life
Love is lost in this life/Turn to ashes.
They will learn your hatred as they grow,
If seeds of contempt are what we sow
So think before conceiving into tyranny
Will our neglect breed mediocrity?
Love is lost in this life/Turns to ash in this life
Love is lost in this life/Turn to ashes
(It is the right of every Unborn child to grow up in a world of peace
And love,
A world free of pain and tyranny,
No more pain, no more suffering, no more bloodshed,
No more playing God.....)
Love is lost in this life/Turns to ash in this life
Love is lost in this life/Turn to ashes
The rights of the unborn are ours to serve,
We must bring them to a world that they deserve
They're silent victims of our past mistakes
While the whole world weeps for terrors sake.
Love is lost in this world/Turn to ash in this world
Love is lost in this world/Turn to ashes
2. THY LAND BYZANTIUM
Lead me to better place where i can be alone, take me to another place,
Thy Land Byzantium
I must not stay here in this Orphaned land, tortured by mother earths
Callous hand
She cracks and bends us to the point of break to fuel the war machines
With lives to take.
Take me to Byzantium to be free, help me leave the Ground of Ruin and
Mediocrity
To where humanity flowers and all love will thrive, to start out again
And feel a new day arrive
We will show the poets that their art shall inspire and help lift the masses
From the stone grey mire.
(The story of our lives reveals the wounds we hold,
The pain in which we fear
And dries the tears of new and old.)
They will live richly on the crest of our wave, yes poets, painters,
Muses your art shall save
Byzantium heals the wounds I hold, shows the pain in which I fear and
Dries the tears of new and old.
lyrics added by JangoFett - Modify this lyrics
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