Текст песни Phideaux - The Sleepers Wake

Текст:

THE SLEEPERS WAKE One day it may arise amidst a rare condition, Unrest is best ignored. The faithful are interred in deep contained foundations That keep us evermore obscured. So saintly round we go in duty to the mission And hungry for a score to bring in more. The battlefield is set with pieces of an endgame In dissonance of mind we all play, we all play. The storm is surging through In waves of expectation they rattle at the door, So sure - keep it pure, keep it pure. The sisters are sleeping and cannot be disturbed, The sisters are sleeping, their world preserved But order is crumbling and the rumbling maelstrom is heard. The convent is shaking, it is breaking, The rampage awakens and sleep is forsaken. As day comes into view, I struggle to remember Though only just a pawn I'm strong. It's just one tiny step through wreckage and debris, It dawns on me: we can see.

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