
Freedom Lyrics
- Genre:Metal
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
The tonic air refreshes me
Though destruction slips on the breeze
Tribes dissolved in war's bleaching arcade
The arches reek, but my flesh remains
Attached to freedom
Still pleated in life's brocade
What is free
Death from life
Freedom from suffering
Life from death
Freedom from black oblivion
Freedom is not in flesh
Freedom is not from flesh
The severed head speaks
The thought-cup, where the eyes lie
The psychic-gourd, where the mouth rests
Inside the cauldron, Mac Lir bestows regeneration
Freedom
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Freedom
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Where is the white host
Where is the land at the end of the world
Where is the steed that rides the sea like hills
Victory coats the hair-stems in deep red
An enduring grave dug
By a full-turn of the chariot's wheel
Freedom
Compels the lusty blade
Freedom
Compels the wild frenzy
Decapitate
Those fallen
Decapitate
In glory
Speak to the dead skulls
As their tongues wag prophecies to come
Speak to the dead skulls
As their tongues wag prophecies to come
Speak to the dead skulls
As their tongues wag
Prophecies… to come
Prophecies… to come
Regeneration
From the cauldron
Regeneration
Bruindit srotha sruaim de mil
I crích Manannain Mac Lir
Regeneration
From the cauldron
Regeneration
Bruindit srotha sruaim de mil
I crích Manannain Mac Lir
The severed head speaks
Shall it not impinge upon you
To dissect and divide
The verbal bowels of acidic demise
Spurting from the lip-borne sects
Of those facial confines
Freedom
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Freedom
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