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Toll in the Great Death - Rome
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Toll in the Great Death Rome

Toll in the Great Death - Rome
[Verse 1]
Oh it's you who've known
That the mercy shown
Was granted alone
To hide a heart of stone
And it's you who take the easy way out
Leave us to pray and shout
At some god long run out
Of our hearts and tongues
To kneel and to bow
Before some old crown with no actual power
Oh, your throne
Long since overthrown
That crumbling old shrine
To a dream long defiled

[Chorus]
And it's you who still mean to be
This enlightenment being
Of a wisdom unseen
And we'll hold a dream
Though the dream may be old
And since bought and sold
With traitor's gold

[Verse 2]
And it's you with flowers and bread
And a spike for your head
In ways so wondrous
Welcomed in the plunderous
With debts and bayonets
With flags still wet
With the tears and the sweat
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