Toll in the Great Death (Parlez-Vous Hate? 2021)

Текст песни Rome - Toll in the Great Death (Parlez-Vous Hate? 2021)

Oh it's you who've known that the mercy shown
Was granted alone to hide a heart of stone
And it's you who'd take the easy way out
Leave us to pray and shout at some god long run out
Of our hearts and towns to kneel and to bow
Before some old crown with no actual power
That holy old throne long since overthrown
That crumbling old shrine to a dream long defiled

And it's you who still mean to be
This enlightening being of a wisdom unseen
And will hold the dream though the dream may be old
And since bought and sold with traitor's gold

And it's you who with flowers and bread
And a spike for your head in ways so wondrous
Welcomed in the plunderers with debts and bayonets
With flags still wet with their tears and their sweat

But it's you who will likely give none
When all shall give some and some will give all
Just a blind youth with everything to lose
But that strange hunger for knife and noose

And it's you who when given the chance
Will break the tablets at last and do away with what's ours
While you hold the dream though the dream may be old
And since bought and sold with traitor's gold

So toll in the great death
Toll in the great death
Toll in the great death
Toll in the great death
Toll in the great death
Toll in the great death
Toll in the great death