Rome

Rome - Beasts Of Prey lyrics

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To prepare you,

To prepare you,

To prepare your minds... for this great war.



To each dream its fragrance

To life its dread

To each angst its pain

To each truth its rumour



We have lost our cause

We have drained this fear

With burning glass

With another cheap thrill



Its trust regained

Its strife remote

So be unkind or be sedated



Did tomorrow swear not to spare itself

Nor anyone else?



Anyone else?



…to prepare you, to prepare your mind for the part you 

must play in this great war…
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