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THE WOUNDED LYRICS
"The Art of Grief" (2000)
1. Your Roses Will Burn
2. Smalltown Boy (Bronski Beat cover)
3. We Pass Our Bridal Days
4. The Art of Grief
5. Frailty Thy Name Is Woman
6. (Where Are You Now)
7. Against All Gods
8. Billet Doux
9. In Silence...
1. Your Roses Will Burn
2. Smalltown Boy (Bronski Beat cover)
3. We Pass Our Bridal Days
4. The Art of Grief
5. Frailty Thy Name Is Woman
6. (Where Are You Now)
7. Against All Gods
Before you preach and rape our thoughts.
Hear our appeal against all gods.
Create sins against them
Create blood against them
Create children against them
Create soldiers against them
Create tragedy against them
(create the) fucking faith against them
Create churches against them
(create) religions against them
Create gods against them
Create gods against them
Create gods against them
Against all gods!
On this stage to many wounds were delivered
By tragedy players in lovelorn flesh bound.
Brought forth a tragedienne with bleeding wrists,
Desperately seeking for wounds not yet found.
Bought forth now an angel, crusader of light
A dark bearing knight for heaven to fight.
This infinite soul, wrapped deep in his greef,
Yet he gave up his Christian belief
Oh come forward men of religious lies,
Show us your face, remove your disguise,
Not to heaven but to those on earth.
Against all gods, against your words.
Our sons have died in your Christian wars,
To bring bible words onto foreign shores.
Not whine as blood, but blood as wine,
Now the Catholics fall, our soul will shine.
Oh god hear our cries, and stop these wars,
There are people who have lost their faith... in you.
There are children who have lost their lives... for you.
There are angels who have lost their wings for you.
And what have you, ... in return,... for them?
And now the time has come for you,
To make things right...
Here on earth...
For us...
8. Billet Doux
9. In Silence...
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