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Landing On The Mountains Of Meggido

Landing On The Mountains Of Meggido

(الألبوم: Down II: A Bustle In Your Hedgerow - 2002)

Lords, can it be mistakes
Throughout the constant vows
Of the lost and gone, blind and wrong

Inside a faith without a home
A fire that is cold
But grows so well, who's to tell, about it all
A nation cannot see, the hardest part to take
Is not for me, the dying trees

This is what wars are made of
Haunted

The readings cracked and grey and plagiarized to date
Altered by the bastards
Of pure disguise of seas and skies

The pagan drums should wake, the sleeping of the fools
To forget the church's language
Who's the fool, me or you?
The greatest mask of fate, the longest battle through
The text of great predictors
For me and you, the old and new

This is what wars are made of
Haunted
Haunted
Haunted
Haunted

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