Veröffentlicht 26 Tage vor im Metal, in album: Libby O'Gonnal - Sick of this Shit
Libby O'Gonnal - 08 - The Abyss
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Deutsch:
Der Song beschreibt eine dystopische Vision totaler Kontrolle und innerer Zerstörung: Unter rotem Himmel werden Grenzen, Gedanken und Leben eingesperrt, Propaganda und Überwachung zerstören die Seele in einem endlosen Zustand aus Elend und gebrochenen Träumen.
English:
The song describes a dystopian vision of total control and inner destruction: Under a red sky, borders, thoughts, and life are locked down, propaganda and surveillance destroy the soul in an endless state of misery and broken dreams.
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Song Lyrics
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The World burns in my head tonight
Locked borders, locked thoughts, locked fucking life
Military boots crush what's left of me
March in time to their sick machine
I see the camps through static screens
Nothing left but broken dreams
Welcome to void territory
Where souls go to die
Can't escape this misery
Under the red sky
(UNDER THE RED SKY!)
Propaganda feeds through my veins
False gods dancing in my brain
Starving people, starving hope
At the end of freedom's rope
Static faces, static screams
Nothing left but broken dreams
Welcome to void territory
Where souls go to die
Can't escape this misery
Under the red sky
BREAKDOWN!
BREAKDOWN!
MARCH! MARCH! MARCH!
FALL IN LINE OR FUCKING DIE!
Day 847... still here
Walls closing in... can't breathe
They watch... they listen... they own
Every thought I've ever known
Welcome to void territory
Where souls go to die
Can't escape this misery
Under the red sky
UNDER THE RED SKY!
Territory... void... nothing...
Locked borders, locked thoughts, locked fucking life
Military boots crush what's left of me
March in time to their sick machine
I see the camps through static screens
Nothing left but broken dreams
Welcome to void territory
Where souls go to die
Can't escape this misery
Under the red sky
(UNDER THE RED SKY!)
Propaganda feeds through my veins
False gods dancing in my brain
Starving people, starving hope
At the end of freedom's rope
Static faces, static screams
Nothing left but broken dreams
Welcome to void territory
Where souls go to die
Can't escape this misery
Under the red sky
BREAKDOWN!
BREAKDOWN!
MARCH! MARCH! MARCH!
FALL IN LINE OR FUCKING DIE!
Day 847... still here
Walls closing in... can't breathe
They watch... they listen... they own
Every thought I've ever known
Welcome to void territory
Where souls go to die
Can't escape this misery
Under the red sky
UNDER THE RED SKY!
Territory... void... nothing...