Lyrics An Era Of Revolution - Salt The Wound

An Era Of Revolution

Just like paint, this is the human way, thou’s death war driven,
battlefield scent fulfilled
Purely blood and exrement, this is unholy, the holy war is a mask
Disgust, betrayal, mutiny, destruction.
(2x)
Just like paint thrown onto canvas, thrown onto the
These stars are spreading, throughout the surface
The perfect candidate for an oversea mutiny, grave fear of no return fear
without war
Cause I heard a noise in the street after the accident, the accident
Left to bear arms as our token, left to bear arms.
(2x)
Just like paint thrown onto canvas, thrown onto the
These stars are spreading, throughout the surface
The perfect candidate for an oversea mutiny, grave fear of no return fear
without war
How long will we hold, how long will we
Hold my escape, my breathe, my might, this power of my sight, this bleeding
from my own figure
A motion of the abandoned, this is an era of revolution
Again the streets grew restless leaving heads to the curbs, teeth pressing
through gums