Текст песни: Bred for the Bounty + перевод

Am I making up a breakdown

For the art that is a symptom

Breeding problems like rats

For the bounty their tails fetch

Parading my damage

A perfectly cultivated wreck

And all the voices begging

«Let us have our beauty

Sing no more of tragedy

All your crises»

There is real danger in this

Because I can’t gain without risk

I am queen of such fertile ground

I can’t keep all the weeds out

There is no way to keep it safe but I will harvest anyway

And all the voices begging

«Let us have our beauty

Sing no more of tragedy

Or your crises»

And all the gods are saying

«We don’t require an offering

We just want you to sing

We’ve had enough of martyrdom

You can keep your head on

Now we need you to be strong»

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