Paroles More Than War de The Clan Destined

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This is the season of Omega, prelude to what lies in store.
Scream-filled dreams, a seething fever, new-year's evil, more than....

War's a beast which once released proves hard to re-contain.
On the corpse of peace its jaws now feast; bleached, bare bones remain.

No sum of hate could hope to sate - not one cruel, bloodied fang.
So sent again to die for a god or lie our sons and brothers sang.

This is the season of Omega, prelude to what lies in store.
Scream-filled dreams, a seething fever, new-year's evil, more than...

War's a curse, the fiend perverse - like a pox it rots your mind.
Our streets bleed red - ten billion dead heed leaders numb and blind.

Marching on went the joyous throng, unaware they'd been betrayed.
Through the gates of Hell held 'neath a spell - feigned victory parade.

This is the season of Omega, prelude to what lies in store.
Scream-filled dreams, a seething fever, new-year's evil, more than...

War!

If you could know what I've been shown you'd quake to take my hand.
I'll lead you through towns where you grew, now burnt and barren land.

From out the skies with flaming eyes descends a fearsome wraith,
Who slays the fold both young and old - respects not creed or faith.

War's just a game to the men insane - obsessed, possessed by power.
They pick the locks on Pandora's Box; set your clocks to judgement hour.

No life on Earth has either rights or worth in this equation of desire.
Too late we'll learn - watch our planet turn to a blazing ball of fire!

This is the season of Omega, prelude to what lies in store.
Scream-filled dreams, a seething fever, new-year's evil, more than....

War!

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