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Michael Franti
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To Slake The Thirst Of Ages
To feed the ages which sup on rise and fall* To make a blood offering to decay itself Did cast off Mars? attendant, sanctioned white robes Besieged by the poisons of pure senescence
Dry, without libations shall lie imperial soil Lest it be the sweet wine of its own demise Thirsting for oblations of blood upon its altars Lest it be the forsaken blood of its own youth
Fallow thy temples of stone もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Thrown open to beasts Observing cold centuries Where no works are spared
When the gates of Mars were closed and hands chained In the lap of a corruption more fell than arms To slake the ages did that empire fall For the past is pregnant with a future ready seen
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