Song | Imprisoned Freedom |
Artist | Purified in Blood |
Album | Reaper of Souls |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Anneland, Enoksen, Mosness ... | |
In this blinded world i'm afraid of tomorrow | |
You can't see yourself because the mirror is broken | |
Shattered remains reflect the product | |
Of our constant consumption | |
This sadistic culture has shackled resistance | |
And forced us deeper into desperation | |
Abandoning reason as we accept treason | |
The clothes on our backs - sown by bleeding hands | |
The flesh you eat - grown on stolen land | |
This foul stench of deceit will not die until we are free | |
There is no time for reconsolidation | |
We have imprisoned freedom | |
I can't digest and i can't accept the words unleashed | |
When you preach about what is wrong and what is right | |
When lies are justified through modified divine rights | |
Left to find new ways to regain our freedom | |
Guerrilla warfare - the last hope for liberation |
zuo qu : Anneland, Enoksen, Mosness ... | |
In this blinded world i' m afraid of tomorrow | |
You can' t see yourself because the mirror is broken | |
Shattered remains reflect the product | |
Of our constant consumption | |
This sadistic culture has shackled resistance | |
And forced us deeper into desperation | |
Abandoning reason as we accept treason | |
The clothes on our backs sown by bleeding hands | |
The flesh you eat grown on stolen land | |
This foul stench of deceit will not die until we are free | |
There is no time for reconsolidation | |
We have imprisoned freedom | |
I can' t digest and i can' t accept the words unleashed | |
When you preach about what is wrong and what is right | |
When lies are justified through modified divine rights | |
Left to find new ways to regain our freedom | |
Guerrilla warfare the last hope for liberation |
zuò qǔ : Anneland, Enoksen, Mosness ... | |
In this blinded world i' m afraid of tomorrow | |
You can' t see yourself because the mirror is broken | |
Shattered remains reflect the product | |
Of our constant consumption | |
This sadistic culture has shackled resistance | |
And forced us deeper into desperation | |
Abandoning reason as we accept treason | |
The clothes on our backs sown by bleeding hands | |
The flesh you eat grown on stolen land | |
This foul stench of deceit will not die until we are free | |
There is no time for reconsolidation | |
We have imprisoned freedom | |
I can' t digest and i can' t accept the words unleashed | |
When you preach about what is wrong and what is right | |
When lies are justified through modified divine rights | |
Left to find new ways to regain our freedom | |
Guerrilla warfare the last hope for liberation |