Nineteenhundred Lyrics
A Goliath so spasmodic
Turn of events
Ominous, historic
Safeguard a creed demonic
Love of war and war for love
Through this age
The ranks of this disaffected swelled
The spectacle of imperia
Wheel of doctrine in motion
An industrialized anemia
A wind of retaliation
I see your blood-red eye
And you sore interpretation
No comfort when you die
Let's talk of origin, a common source
Indus festival of men
You see, the way the river flows
We are one, in grimy fever damned
And I'm tired, sardonic
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And I'm tired, sardonic
Dancing
To your dirge catatonic
To hear these precious bells in harmony
The dispossessed, and their manifest
A token melody
