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letra de war - the low blow

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what have you done

but profit off our blood

and leave us for the flood

i feel so numb

you told me i was weak

was far too small to eat your heart out

the taste of rust

is resting on my lips

a revolution’s kiss

these bombs and guns

will they wake me from this dream

or are they just the symptoms of this

war

war

what are we all dying for

in this war

your words have weight

your utterances fell

like poison in the well

i can’t see straight

these visions cast in red

of a world we bring with new horizons

in this war

this war

what are we all dying for

in this war

you try to separate me

from everything i know i am

you won’t eviscerate me

now i know exactly who i am

you try to separate me

from everything i know

you won’t eviscerate me now i know

i am a human being
i am a human being

i am a human being

i am a human being

and i held my gun like a mother a child

i cradled my death like a flag in my hands

and i rose from the trenches this th-rn in my side

as the monsters stood slack jawed amazed as i stand

and i began running and i found the king’s tower

and i counted the shots i have left in my clip

as my eyes filled with blood and my mouth filled with sick

i could hear cries of murder as they fell from my lips

i climbed his tower like jacob the ladder

i slaughtered his soldiers like sheep in the field

i felt the fire in me stolen from father

i hold a vengeance that never shall yield

and bitterness weighs in my soul like a lead weight

gold it shall flow from their veins interrupt

i opened his door and i screamed out his name

and the echoes told stories of murder construct

and there stood the man who held all things in balance

who tried crushing his hands as he held us like clay

i pulled out my gun, and my fingers went numb

and as my hands shook there, he started to say

“son you won’t do it, you never could do it

you’re too afraid that you’ll just lose everything”

so i aimed at his head with my fistful of bullets

and said “here is a meal that is fit for a king”

- the low blow

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