| Song | Automation |
| Artist | Rome |
| Album | Die Æsthetik der Herrschaftsfreiheit |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Your hunger, your greed | |
| Made it right for a few | |
| To truly be free | |
| And not having to serve | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and sing | |
| As traitors sing | |
| Of the road not taken | |
| But how can I forgive | |
| How can I hold you? | |
| Don't you see just what you've done? | |
| How can I forget | |
| How can I know who you were | |
| Before the damage was done? | |
| What could and should be | |
| So bright and so new | |
| A future for me | |
| In some borderless world | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and sing | |
| As soldiers sing | |
| Of the prisoner not taken | |
| But how can I forgive | |
| How can I hold you? | |
| Don't you see just what you've done? | |
| How can I forget | |
| How can I know who you were | |
| Before the damage was done? | |
| … 'cause it just | |
| Does not seem right, feel right | |
| Can't be right | |
| If it does not feel right | |
| Seems like it can't be right | |
| It just does not | |
| Seem right, feel right | |
| Can't be right | |
| If it does not feel right | |
| Seems like… | |
| I am not a choice you make | |
| I am not a habit you shake | |
| I am not a smile you fake | |
| I am not a bond you break | |
| I am not a prize you take | |
| I am not a plan you make | |
| I am not a faith you shake | |
| I am not a promise you break | |
| Your hunger, your greed | |
| Made it right for a few | |
| To truly be free | |
| And not having to serve | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and see | |
| There's no turning back | |
| No turning… |
| Your hunger, your greed | |
| Made it right for a few | |
| To truly be free | |
| And not having to serve | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and sing | |
| As traitors sing | |
| Of the road not taken | |
| But how can I forgive | |
| How can I hold you? | |
| Don' t you see just what you' ve done? | |
| How can I forget | |
| How can I know who you were | |
| Before the damage was done? | |
| What could and should be | |
| So bright and so new | |
| A future for me | |
| In some borderless world | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and sing | |
| As soldiers sing | |
| Of the prisoner not taken | |
| But how can I forgive | |
| How can I hold you? | |
| Don' t you see just what you' ve done? | |
| How can I forget | |
| How can I know who you were | |
| Before the damage was done? | |
| ' cause it just | |
| Does not seem right, feel right | |
| Can' t be right | |
| If it does not feel right | |
| Seems like it can' t be right | |
| It just does not | |
| Seem right, feel right | |
| Can' t be right | |
| If it does not feel right | |
| Seems like | |
| I am not a choice you make | |
| I am not a habit you shake | |
| I am not a smile you fake | |
| I am not a bond you break | |
| I am not a prize you take | |
| I am not a plan you make | |
| I am not a faith you shake | |
| I am not a promise you break | |
| Your hunger, your greed | |
| Made it right for a few | |
| To truly be free | |
| And not having to serve | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and see | |
| There' s no turning back | |
| No turning |
| Your hunger, your greed | |
| Made it right for a few | |
| To truly be free | |
| And not having to serve | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and sing | |
| As traitors sing | |
| Of the road not taken | |
| But how can I forgive | |
| How can I hold you? | |
| Don' t you see just what you' ve done? | |
| How can I forget | |
| How can I know who you were | |
| Before the damage was done? | |
| What could and should be | |
| So bright and so new | |
| A future for me | |
| In some borderless world | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and sing | |
| As soldiers sing | |
| Of the prisoner not taken | |
| But how can I forgive | |
| How can I hold you? | |
| Don' t you see just what you' ve done? | |
| How can I forget | |
| How can I know who you were | |
| Before the damage was done? | |
| ' cause it just | |
| Does not seem right, feel right | |
| Can' t be right | |
| If it does not feel right | |
| Seems like it can' t be right | |
| It just does not | |
| Seem right, feel right | |
| Can' t be right | |
| If it does not feel right | |
| Seems like | |
| I am not a choice you make | |
| I am not a habit you shake | |
| I am not a smile you fake | |
| I am not a bond you break | |
| I am not a prize you take | |
| I am not a plan you make | |
| I am not a faith you shake | |
| I am not a promise you break | |
| Your hunger, your greed | |
| Made it right for a few | |
| To truly be free | |
| And not having to serve | |
| So come here and bleed | |
| Come here and see | |
| There' s no turning back | |
| No turning |