Текст песни In the name of the Sun, my Father and the Spirit - Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio
                                                Fatherland, 
                                                what 
                                                does 
                                                it 
                                                imply?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                nation 
                                                of 
                                                fathers 
                                                for 
                                                who 
                                                we 
                                                shall 
                                                die?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Kiss 
                                                the 
                                                blade, 
                                                your 
                                                name 
                                                is 
                                                not 
                                                known
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let's 
                                                die 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                trenches 
                                                for 
                                                motives 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raise 
                                                the 
                                                flag, 
                                                whitened 
                                                in 
                                                blood
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forged 
                                                by 
                                                our 
                                                fathers 
                                                delivered 
                                                by 
                                                god
 
                                    
                                
                                                Touch 
                                                the 
                                                flame, 
                                                mother 
                                                of 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                army 
                                                of 
                                                legion 
                                                is 
                                                raised 
                                                in 
                                                thy 
                                                name
 
                                    
                                
                                                Give 
                                                to 
                                                me, 
                                                the 
                                                eyes 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                blind
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                meaning 
                                                of 
                                                blood 
                                                has 
                                                been 
                                                lost 
                                                over 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                God 
                                                of 
                                                war, 
                                                we 
                                                plead 
                                                for 
                                                our 
                                                lives
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                first 
                                                gasp 
                                                of 
                                                air 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                moment 
                                                we 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lay 
                                                down 
                                                your 
                                                worship, 
                                                take 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                clothes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reveal 
                                                to 
                                                me 
                                                naked, 
                                                the 
                                                lies 
                                                we've 
                                                been 
                                                told
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lay 
                                                down 
                                                your 
                                                weapons, 
                                                extinguish 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                future 
                                                is 
                                                burning, 
                                                no 
                                                salvage 
                                                will 
                                                come
 
                                    
                                
                                                Motherland, 
                                                we 
                                                feed 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sisters 
                                                divided 
                                                constricted 
                                                and 
                                                feared
 
                                    
                                
                                                Love 
                                                me 
                                                not, 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                is 
                                                impure
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                unbroken 
                                                cycle 
                                                of 
                                                madness 
                                                and 
                                                war
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                the 
                                                wine, 
                                                consume 
                                                every 
                                                drop
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                lives 
                                                are 
                                                    a 
                                                riddle 
                                                it 
                                                will 
                                                never 
                                                stop
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                begins, 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                sounding 
                                                of 
                                                strife
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nourished 
                                                by 
                                                ashes 
                                                and 
                                                fathered 
                                                by 
                                                knives
 
                                    
                                
                                                Show 
                                                to 
                                                me, 
                                                the 
                                                nightmares 
                                                you 
                                                scream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Freedom 
                                                shall 
                                                be 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                price 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sing 
                                                to 
                                                me, 
                                                your 
                                                unspoken 
                                                songs
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                essence 
                                                of 
                                                words 
                                                can 
                                                set 
                                                fire 
                                                to 
                                                suns
 
                                    
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