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Forward Into the Light!
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…and through my tears I saw a dawning sun
Through fire and dust - springs early morn
Through my tears and my blood, I saw a dawning sun
A blushing horizon of springs early morn
Vanquished foes underneath our feet
Upon our brow the victor's wreath
They which destroy the earth; destroyed be thee!
You will suffer defeat upon defeat upon defeat upon defeat
Forward! Into the Light!
Join the ranks of proud tradition
A march thats been under way
For thousands of years
Forward, in perpetual rebellion!
Which was, and is, and is to come
Glory and honour to that which liveth for ever and ever!
Out of the shadows and into the light
Once again!
You can not evoke it, you can not miss it
You have nothing to fear
Revolution is an ongoing everlasting process
You are the harrower, soldiering on
Through muddy fields and acres of stone
Towards the burning horizon
Yes, victory is daunting and power is mistrustful
But inevitable above all!
Have you heard the bells that are ringing?
Did you hear the trumpets sound?
The multitudes are on the march!
Prepare to respond, not if, but when, your name is called!
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Slaves go to sleep knowing when morning comes
They will rattle their fetters in unison, accompanied by the trumpets call
Again, again, again and again the hammer will fall
We’re made of flesh stronger than steel, and these chains are old
The slaves went to rest with hands worked to the bone,
from tearing and ripping on chains bloody from days of dust and stone
Flesh, nails and teeth against iron forged,
but when morning comes their work will be of another sort
O, Revenge and Rage!
O, Day of Wrath!
O, Retribution!
We´re here for your demise -
not our absolution
From our breast our sense of pride was torn
They said it was holy to endure!
But by the lashes of the whip a dream was born
We will be the honourable thrall no more
By our lungs the trumpets sound
we are gathered here before the Throne
Not to bow in genuflexion
But in honour of Eve's first transgression!
We´re not here to be absolved
Nor to sigh before the Throne
Ignorant to what the Book will find
We cry REJOICE! The End is nigh!
Lo! the Judge from heaven descends
Greeted with spears and torches aflame
Day of wrath and doom impending
both Book and Throne in ashes ending
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TRESPASSER Vretstorp, Sweden
Aggressive metal + anarchism.
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