Description
Composer: Tallulah Molleson
Composer: Juliusz Warszawski
Composer: Deborah Slijkhuis
Composer: Joshua Lutz
Composer: Kasparas Petkus
Producer: Tallulah Molleson
Producer: Juliusz Warszawski
Producer: Joshua Lutz
Producer: Deborah Slijkhuis
Producer: Kasparas Petkus
Lyrics and translation
Original
Fallen angels all around light as feathers hit the ground.
Blood in the water.
Dripping downstream, that's the genocidal dream. Blood in the water.
So they try to purify, cover up all of the lies.
Then call it religion, destroy with deadly precision, and leave no prisoners.
Oh, fuck your ambition, killing with no inhibitions. Fuck your dirty little system. A predator playing victim.
Holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
Collective outrage, who's gonna make the front page when the world keeps on burning?
Headlines so strong, who's gonna drop the next bomb?
Institutions ain't coming with no solutions.
And while they deliberate on a decision that don't stop the killing, rely on resistance that ain't with no children.
Cold-blooded reptilians making a million off of the lost lives. Our world pays the price. Legacy of the empire.
We all fall for those blue blood liars.
Holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
I'm holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
Holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding. Hope will survive.
Holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
I'm holding moments so precious. Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
English translation
Fallen angels all around light as feathers hit the ground.
Blood in the water.
Dripping downstream, that's the genocidal dream. Blood in the water.
So they try to purify, cover up all of the lies.
Then call it religion, destroy with deadly precision, and leave no prisoners.
Oh, fuck your ambition, killing with no inhibitions. Fuck your dirty little system. A predator playing victim.
Holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
Collective outrage, who's gonna make the front page when the world keeps on burning?
Headlines so strong, who's gonna drop the next bomb?
Institutions ain't coming with no solutions.
And while they deliberate on a decision that don't stop the killing, rely on resistance that ain't with no children.
Cold-blooded reptilians making a million off of the lost lives. Our world pays the price. Legacy of the empire.
We all fall for those blue blood liars.
Holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
I'm holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
Holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding. Hope will survive.
Holding moments so precious.
Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.
I'm holding moments so precious. Chaos surrounding.
Hope will survive.