Greta Van Fleet - The Barbarians

альбом "The Battle at Garden’s Gate"

Текст песни: The Barbarians

[Verse 1]
Children with their toys of war
Birthright of death with a fiery breath
Funeral of innocence
Painted up in the red and dressed in lead
We are

[Chorus]
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Verse 2]
Mothers of barbarians, woah
Were your young so spry when they left to die?
We are

[Chorus]
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Instrumental]

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus]
Are we prisoners or renegades?
Well, I've done my time, woah
Behold visions of burning skies
Alas, Babylon
Woah, woah, woah, woah

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