Rome - Years of Abalone

Die Æsthetik Der Herrschaftsfreiheit 3: Aufgabe / A Cross Of Flowers [TRI423CD] © Trisol 2011
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Those years of abalone
Those years of wheat
Now are nothing but empty years to me
You know this ship brings war
You know this is not geneva
Seems like the november pyre
And the cease fire
Were not enough to teach her
Hammer and song
The cool banks of the teeth
I've had this scream inside me for a thousand years
And now is the time
To collect the guns we sent ahead
For we know every revolution dies
In childbirth at the latest
And this one's dead
And we'll drain our skin
With the taste and smells of the oceans
Just like paris was drenched
In the blood of her bravest children
And we hold on to whatever fragments are left
And for our daughters' sake
We'll let our dream find the world
We'll let our hearts glow it awake
We'll let our hearts glow it awake

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One of the most underrated Rome tracks out there, poetically stunning

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Outstanding track