Sacrificed Sons
(Octavarium - by iCeMaN Brazil)
Walls are closing anxiously
Channel surfing frantically
Burning city, smoke and fire
Planes, we're certain.
Faith inspired?
No clues a complete surprise
We'll be coming home tonight
Heads are turning towards the sky
Towers crumble, heroes die
Chorus:
Who would wish this on our people?
And proclaim that his will be done
Scriptures say he had misled them
All praise their sacrificed sons
All praise their sacrificed sons
[instrumental section]
Teach them what to think and say
Your ways so enlightening
If God's true Love
Are acts of Hate
Chorus:
Who would wish this on our people?
And proclaim that his will be done
Scriptures say he had misled them
All praise their sacrificed sons
All praise their sacrificed sons
God on high
A mistake
Will mankind
Be extinct
There's no time
Time to waste
Who serves the truth
For heaven's sake?
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