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Soldier run cast down your shield your sword held tight in your hand
youâre in the route and thereâs no doubt youâll die just where you stand
all my life it seems to me nothing ever gets better
rich or poor dull or bright each one youâll find in fetters
yet youâll see their candle light beacons by the window
staring out into the night and that stares right back at you
what would you say to a hole in the ground
what would you say to a head stone
what would you say to a soul under ground
what would you say if it speaks
soldier run get off the feild your sword drops cold from your hand
the enemyâs close on your heels heâll slaughter to a man
all my life it seems to me nothing ever gets better
rich or poor dull or bright each one remains in fetters
yet youâll see that candle light beacons by the window
looking out into the night and that looks right back at you
what would you say to a hole in the ground
what would you say to a head stone
what would you say to a soul under ground
what would you say when he speaks
to you of chains that keep you tied and fixed below
throw away your sheild death may have more appeal
throw away your sheild death may have more appeal
theyâre sad in their eyes their graves open wide
their hearts cold as ice their souls long since died
theyâre all hell bound here to stay
flesh and blood the price the Angel pays
throw away your sheild death may have more appeal
throw away your sheild death may have more appeal
once the clock strikes twelve youâll see a distant point of light
dont be afraid just rejoice in the sight
come all you children once trapped by the night
canât awaken from the storm
your sheild lies upon the ground your blood running down and down
your sword lies upon the ground your body the grave has found
once the clock strikes twelve youâll see a brilliance in the night
this world is Hades where flesh must reside
come all you children once trapped by the night
cant awaken from the storm
flesh and blood the price the Angel has to pay
soldier behold you are trapped by the soul
your heavenâs now sold to the beggar and the world below
the flesh shall seek its paradise in dark and murky waters
when you eat from my tree your mind is mine
when you taste from my fruit youâll know desire
when you sleep in my roots youâll know the pyre
here you are now in the night your darkness has begun
you have lived a thousand life times but remember none but one
you are in the halls of Hades where judgement now awaits thee
the heaven you seek could fall
there are no dice or game of chance or sins yet to commit
within those thousand life times the same acts you commit
you are in the halls of Hades your judgement shall await thee
the heaven you seek now gone
Johnny canât escape from his prison gate
now the night has become him
the waves he met fell on his head
and tumbled him into the depths
you are on the other side in the darkness not the light
you are Hector when the wall falls.
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