War Symphony (Act III)
(lyrics in commas are taken by Mozart's Requiem)
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\r\nIron horses burn the land
\r\nIron eagles sky attack
\r\nThe dogs of war, now are loose
\r\nTo devour through their pass
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\r\nRain of fire, metal storm
\r\nA roar of winds takes away our souls
\r\nCarve my stone, carve my name
\r\nTo the hires of flesh
\r\nAmong the thorns I lay
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\r\n...and I listen the war symphony
\r\nMy last ode of ecstasy
\r\nThe orchestra plays dark melodies
\r\nas I fall in endless sleep
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\r\nWhen the wicked are confunded,
\r\nDoomed to flames of woe unbounded,
\r\nCall me, with Thy Saints surrounded.
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\r\nLow I kneel, with heart submission!
\r\nSee, like ashes my contrition!
\r\nHelp me in my last condition!
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\r\n...and I listen the war symphony
\r\nMy last ode of ecstasy
\r\nThe orchestra plays dark melodies
\r\nas I sink in bottomeless seas
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\r\n\"Confutatis maledictis,
\r\nFlammis acribus addictis:
\r\nVoca me cum benedictis.
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\r\nOro supplex et acclinis,
\r\nCor contritum quasi cinis:
\r\nGere curam mei finis\".
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\r\n\"We are like certain rickety guitars
\r\nWhenever the wind passes through, it sets
\r\nAstir our verses and their dissonant sounds
\r\nFrom the slack strings that dangle down
\r\nLike watch chains
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\r\nWe are like certain incredible antennae
\r\nThat with long finger reach into the void
\r\nAs on their tips the infinite resounds
\r\nBut quickly they shall snap and trumble down\"
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