Songs of Burning - Battle Cry Heart

There's love, there's war, there retribution

Love is war is retribution

Bring them down, oh make them see

Make them see our pain truly

There's bosses, cops, and premonitions

They're scared and getting premonitions

Kill your boss and then come home

Come home so you won't be alone

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And above us there are skies

And below us there is earth

And we can hurt and die

Still our lives have worth

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I’d have ripped off my nails for you

I would have gone to jail for you

But then I realized I don’t want a love story

I want a battle cry, I want blood-red, dark glory

I want a reckoning, a judgement day for the whole world

I want a future where the tables, they all have been twirled

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They say that we are made of danger

But the truth of life is stranger

Battle all the praised high kings

That view us as only things

They say that we cannot hold power

We will raze down their high tower

Strike the crown prince in the heart

So his death can birth new starts

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And within us there are seas

And within us there is flame

And one day we won't say please

When we people place our blame

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I’d have ripped off my nails for you

I would have gone to jail for you

But then I realized I don’t want a love story

I want a battle cry, I want blood-red, dark glory

I want a reckoning, a judgement day for the whole world

I want a future where the tables, they all have been twirled

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There's hope that comes with violence

There's the hope inside the silence

There's the hope that comes with hate

And all our hunger it will sate

There's love that comes with the pain

There's the love just pain can explain

There's the pain that comes with love

That brings down rain from skies above

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Love is not soft or yielding

Love is death-encompassing

Wildflowers and sunsets bleed

Love as rage will plant the seed

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I’d have ripped off my nails for you

I would have gone to jail for you

But then I realized I don’t want a love story

I want a battle cry, I want blood-red, dark glory

I want a reckoning, a judgement day for the whole world

I want a future where the tables, they all have been twirled

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Kill your boss and then come home

The trees are all cheering you on

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