Текст песни The Slow Death - The Chosen Ones

Текст:

We lift our eyes and see her there, Majestic cradle in the smoke stained sky Countless wars have raged below, As this great seed took form We have sifted through the ashes of our ruined home And gathered what few dusty treasures remained We offer them now, to the Chosen Ones We give them bitterly, we give them our lives Every tiny, vain dream in every beating heart Is forfeit now, to this one, great, final hope So many of us fought so hard to stop them From taking away what precious little remained We defended the right of every human being To snarl and fight over the charred carcass of the world Now the Ark has left us with the bones Without warning, the Ark drifts away, It sets below the horizon like the moon Lights red in the smog sullied sky, Never to rise again The last hope, the only hope for mankind And of those of us who remain Some will weep, some will fight, some will pray Some will gather the ashes in bloody fingers Only to watch them blow away We stole the earth from our children

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