Generations looking at the vast, barren waste
Waiting for the Mistress to show them her grace
She is our homeland, promised paradise
We are (all) proud people and must pay the price
She's your sister, she's your mother
Feeds you, protects you and bothers
Come and bow before her might
Lead us Usul to the fight
Enslaved by the brothers and bound to end
Betrayed by empire, Sardaukar helped
Cries tears of sand to start the change
Let's take their water as the revenge
She's your sister, she's your mother
Feeds you, protects you and bothers
Come and bound before her might
Lead us Usul to the fight
Hear bells of freedom, see our messiah
Feel pleasure of war, the weirding ways
Adopted leader, new Nehemiah,
Just an offworlder... Here comes the day.
Souls counted billions in your damn jihad
This is your doing, you're the one to blame
You should have known what would have happen
Nothing is going to stay the same
One day I came across this title on YouTube and it intrigued me. The nostalgy hit me so much that I went back on IRC in 2019. Thanks to that, I met my girlfriend after being single for 15 years, and moved to a new town 6 hours away from me. All of that because of a click on that song.
Music has the power to change people's life and this track is my personal proof of that fact. swipesomething
I bought their other album, Spleen, months ago, and then just recently bought this one ... without even listening to it first. Thankfully Revenant is also amazing, serving as the perfect precursor to their more recent material. Tom's Reviews