Song parody of
Requiem (Merciful Darkness) (Redux)
by Credible Threat Press
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A broken man takes his final breath
A fitting end to a woeful life
A twisted blade, now buried deep
A stubborn fool or noble sacrifice?
Last cries ring out
In empty chambers
Hollow offering
To the absent hordes above
They always asked what it would take
To throw yourself in the churning gears
To lay it all down here on the line
For what we hold so dear
Not abstract thought or cause celebre
That we forfeit our final breath
To find those for which we live
Is to know those we offer death
They always asked what it would take
To throw yourself in the churning gears
To lay it all down here on the line
For what we hold so dear
Not abstract thought or cause celebre
That we forfeit our final breath
To find those for which we live
Is to know those we offer death
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
A broken man takes his final breath
A fitting end to a woeful life
A twisted blade, now buried deep
A stubborn fool or noble sacrifice?
Last cries ring out
In empty chambers
Hollow offering
To the absent hordes above
They always asked what it would take
To throw yourself in the churning gears
To lay it all down here on the line
For what we hold so dear
Not abstract thought or cause celebre
That we forfeit our final breath
To find those for which we live
Is to know those we offer death
They always asked what it would take
To throw yourself in the churning gears
To lay it all down here on the line
For what we hold so dear
Not abstract thought or cause celebre
That we forfeit our final breath
To find those for which we live
Is to know those we offer death
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
Run!
I will hold them off!
Don't look back!
This one ain't on you!
