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Motherland

from "Fortune Tellin' EP" by tropiques

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He was born and raised
In the remoteness of a cold southern land
Where people hide their pains
And fall into old age
As straight as drops of rain

He left his home
In search of an enlightening cause
He met like-minded men
And in cellars filled with damp
They talked for hours on end

Oh Motherland
You have kneeled and bowed to shame
Soon enough
Your true sons will embrace

Your soul again

He saw the warden’s eyes
He saw weakness and conceit combined
As the door shut on himself
He washed his dirty hands
Said “this can’t be the end”

Oh Motherland
You have kneeled and bowed to shame
Soon enough
Your true sons will embrace

Your soul again

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from "Fortune Tellin' EP", released May 28, 2015

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Coelacanth Records Beirut, Lebanon

"Analog Sounds from the 21st Century"

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