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War Of Cultures

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In times that past they set the stone
to reach the crown conquer the throne,
pain submersed in innocent blood.
The wars of cultures in the mud
Striving for power in past days
increasing influence lead to decays.
All that's left are broken bounds
sabred down freedom's head

You took their blood
You took their souls
You took their pride
You took their children

Burning bridges between brothers
torn apart by written letters
expropriation of the unborn,
generations to the chains
Striving for power in past days
increasing influence lead to decays.
All that's left are broken bounds
sabred down freedom's head

You took their blood
You took their souls
You took their pride
You took their children

You - took their blood!

This is a call to arms - sabred down - freedom's head!

Burning bridges between brothers
torn apart by written letters
expropriation of the unborn,
generations to the chains

You - took their blood!

In times that past they set the stone
to reach the crown conquer the throne,
pain submersed in innocent blood.
The wars of cultures in the mud
Striving for power in past days
increasing influence lead to decays.
All that's left are broken bounds
sabred down freedom's head

You took their blood
You took their souls
You took their pride
You took their children

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