Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Song of Courage, artist - Walking Dead On Broadway. Album song Dead Era, in the genre Date of issue: 27.09.2018
Record label: Long Branch
Song language: English
Song of Courage |
| We are disorder |
| But we are the forces of peace |
| We are the healers |
| But we are your lethal disease |
| We are not puppets nor intrudors |
| We’re the children you have born from the womb of your rule |
| You fed us up with a truth |
| That was even worse than the lies |
| You put the rations on shortage |
| While you‘re commanding your boundless desires |
| Solemn, definite and parental you deliver your sermons |
| Your mouth spills mercy on end |
| But your bloodstained hands give us vermin |
| You cannot understand us |
| Because you don‘t understand yourself |
| We have decided to let go of our fear |
| For can we even remember how long it locked us in here? |
| We are no longer afraid of your vengeance |
| It is just a symbol of your misunderstanding us |
| We’re not the intrudors |
| We are flesh from your flesh |
| We are disorder |
| But we are the forces of peace |
| We are the healers |
| But we are your lethal disease |
| Go |
| This is not a treachery |
| This is a revolution |
| This ain’t an intrigue |
| We just end your seclusion |
| Allign — this is a time of reprieve |
| There’s more to this than we were taught to believe |
| In our conceit |
| We’re not the intrudors |
| We are the children from your womb |
| Dispossessing the rulers |
| And their machinations of doom |
| There is no company |
| Between your and our destiny |
| Your calculus and reason are insanity |
| You have the countenance of an enemy |
| You can‘t understand us |
| You‘re misunderstanding us |
| Because you don’t understand yourself |
| We are here to receive your resignment |
| You’ll see the truth when your struggle is lost |
| In between privation and wealth |
| You do not understand yourself |
| Because you do not understand us |
| You’ll see the truth when your struggle is lost |
| This is not a treachery |
| This is a revolution |
| This ain’t an intrigue |
| We just end your seclusion |
| Allign — this is a time of reprieve |
| There’s more to this than we were taught to believe |
| Those who do not move will have forgotten their chains |
| And take their discontent into their graves |
| Into their graves |