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Now, all we are Marching to sea As the waves are crashing Into the massive blue Brothers and foes Engage of war On top of the mighty To settle this score Gunfire shots Many dying beside me Azure beauty Turning to red As many both sides Falling to be dead The beautiful scenery Is painted with our blood Falling into our watery grave As the tides shall wash Our bodies with time Many men will be forgotten on this day (Guitar Solo 1) Intensifying The heat of warfare Bombs are falling Like the rain and hail Duties are calling Through ships we sail On final days of life Many of us shall sleep At the bottom of the sea We're getting shot From left and right How many are going to survive THIS NIGHTMARE TONIGHT (Guitar Solo 2) Sun ascending Into the crimson sea The beauty of the sunset Final moments of reality Bodies are afloat As the theater still moving Which sides does history go Doesn't matter for me to know Shot in the chest Life is fading Just another pawn Shall fall into the beauty Once was blue The bottom shall keep On the floor in which I eternally sleep...
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Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 1:36 AM UTC
Blood Ocean
Now, all we are Marching to sea As the waves are crashing Into the massive blue Brothers and foes Engage of war On top of the mighty To settle this score Gunfire shots Many dying beside me Azure beauty Turning to red As many both sides Falling to be dead The beautiful scenery Is painted with our blood Falling into our watery grave As the tides shall wash Our bodies with time Many men will be forgotten on this day (Guitar Solo 1) Intensifying The heat of warfare Bombs are falling Like the rain and hail Duties are calling Through ships we sail On final days of life Many of us shall sleep At the bottom of the sea We're getting shot From left and right How many are going to survive THIS NIGHTMARE TONIGHT (Guitar Solo 2) Sun ascending Into the crimson sea The beauty of the sunset Final moments of reality Bodies are afloat As the theater still moving Which sides does history go Doesn't matter for me to know Shot in the chest Life is fading Just another pawn Shall fall into the beauty Once was blue The bottom shall keep On the floor in which I eternally sleep...
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SimonNader
36/M/Vancouver, BC, Canada
Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 1:36 AM UTC
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