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The Dead South

Massacre Of El Kuroke

 

Massacre Of El Kuroke

(album: Illusion & Doubt - 2016)


Oh glorious father, were have you been?
I've been fighting for all of my sins
Mindless games and weary dreams
This madness comes from within

Oh why did you leave me here to see that day
The soldiers took my Rose away
They beat and battered, tore and shattered
My innocence was lost this way

They say the devil had their souls
The night they took away my Rose
The fire, it burned so damn cold
At the Massacre of El Kuroke

And I was just a little boy
I dreamed to play with flowers and toys
But now I only see death
When a boy's lover is ripped away
He pulls out his guns to play
Until everyone is dead

They say the devil had their souls
The night they took away my Rose
The fire, it burned so damn cold
At the Massacre of El Kuroke
At the Massacre of El Kuroke

That's the way it had to be
I grew up at the count of three
Got no reason to repent
They say a man is born to kill
He learns his trade it becomes a thrill
That's what they did to me then

Well, that's the way it had to be
I grew up at the count of three
Got no reason to repent
They say a man is born to kill
He learns his trade it becomes a thrill
That's what they did to me then

They say the devil had their souls
The night they took away my Rose
The fire, it burned so damn cold
At the Massacre of El
At the Massacre of El
At the Massacre of El Kuroke

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