For Those We Hate lyrics
Song information
Artist: Astaroth Album: Sklavengott
Lyrics
In peace there is nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood
The gates of mercy shall be all shut up And the flesh'd soldier, tough and hard of heart In liberty of bloody hand shall range With consience <conscience?> wide as hell, mowing like grass Your flesh - fair virgins and your flowering infants
What is it then to me, if impious war Array'd in flames like to the prince of fiends Do with his smirch'd complexion, all fell feats Enlink'd to waste and desolation? What is it to me When you yourselves are cause If pure maidens fall into the hand Of hot and forcing violation?
Your fathers taken by the silver beards And there most reverend heads dash'd to the walls; Your naked infants spitted upon pikes Whiles the mad mothers with their howls confus'd
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