rising terror – our childhood’s war [ανατέλλων τρόμος - ο παιδικός μας πόλεμος]

Bitter fairytales, so true as death
With murderous knights, in a deserted land
Where witches are crucified
They want me to live in them, but they’re cheap
And makes me sick

Dampened tales, watered with blood and tears
With heroes betrayers, snakes that live without love and hate
They want me to live in them, but reptiles are repulsive

You know mummy, I don’t see dreams anymore
I draw black birds, ’cause you have stolen my colors
On mornings I wander in the subway, inhaling burial fragrances
In-void I roam, my moves in slow motion
And foul are all that I lust

How are you going to achieve redemption?
Which lie are you going to tell me?

Achieving redemption with lies?
You know mummy, I can’t stand to live begging
Now I’m born again through the bowels of a whore
I’m sweetly embraced by the flaming tongues of the city
You know mummy, your angel has become a demon

I want to play our
Childhood’s bloodless war again
Like the old days
But with a loaded gun

the lyrics were taken from punk.gr/english
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