Tribal War歌词
The Human Abstract - Counting Down The Days
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Who are you, what have you become?
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.
Another day & you'll win the race,
another day & you'll find your place:
a charming illusion, a source of confusion.
Another rise to power, no matter who or when,
and we will know of our freedom never again.
A common thread of distance in the hearts
of men & we’ll have love for our brothers never again.
We are all the victims of a will to overcome.
How far we've gone out of touch.
There's no right side of war.
You can't justify it.
To erase away all that we've become,
they can't see we're all one.
A voice cries from underneath:
Dark shepherds strongly though you wield the staff,
you're weakened by comfort.
There's no way you're prepared