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PYTHIA lyrics : "Army Of The Damned"

Mortis m !@#*, animus deus

We are the army of the damned

Men of a far forgotten land
Thousands of years have passed us by
And still you will hear our cry


We left our homes to fight this war
We don't remember what 'twas for

Still we advance both day and night
Until the time comes to fight


And so they flee from us
Our kindred and our kin
Mortis m !@#*, animus deus

They will not stand for us
And all that we have been
Mortis m !@#*, animus deus

The blood will flow from us
Forever and a day
Mortis m !@#*, animus deus

Our oaths are broken by their sins
Mortis m !@#*, animus deus


We gave up all that we could give
So that our children could but live
We march forever to the drum

Of battle that will not come

We hear our lovers cry

Though they are dead and gone
Mortis m !@#*, animus deus
We hear our comrades sing

That everlasting song
Mortis m !@#*, animus deus
We cannot feel the sun

Though morning has just come
Mortis m !@#*, animus deus
We are but shadows of the past

Mortis m !@#*, animus deus

Will we find forgiveness, will we


Have mercy on us father
Forgive all these men who cannot feel the sun

Though morning has just come
We are but shadows of the past


We are the army of the damned
Mortis m !@#*, animus deus
Men of a far forgotten land

Mortis m !@#*, animus deus

What I would give to see her face

And love her once more

I knew a simple soldier boy

Who grinned at life in empty joy
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark
And whistled early with the lark


In winter trenches cowed and glum
With crumps and lice and lack of rum

He put a bullet through his brain
No one spoke of him again


You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by
Sneak home and pray you'll never know

The hell where youth and laughter go

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