The Stockholm Bloodbath

from by Bicoloured Men

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The tables are laid with precision and care,
the banquets begin to celebrate the king,
fun-loving men you can open the dance
with fire works, food and all of you need,
raise the glasses of Sweden,
raise the glasses to king,
drain your bitter cups of blood,
next night will not begin.

The Stockholm bloodbath
will close our eyes,
the life has not a price,
The Stockholm bloodbath
will close our eyes,
the power of life is mine.

Darkness from west, on the right, on the left,
The clang of the swords surrounding walls,
Tear doors down, walls too around,
We’re getting into play, we are part of a game,
raise the glasses of Sweden,
raise the glasses to king,
drain your bitter cups of blood,
next night will not begin.

The Stockholm bloodbath
will close our eyes,
the life has not a price,
The Stockholm bloodbath
will close our eyes,
the power of life is mine.

Sunshine is near, in this country of fear,
A long line of men is waiting for death,
hazy crowd of yells foreshadow hell,
I cannot believe, we are puppets of meat,
raise the glasses of Sweden,
raise the glasses to king,
drain your bitter cups of blood,
next night will not begin.

The Stockholm bloodbath
will close our eyes,
the life has not a price,
The Stockholm bloodbath
will close our eyes,
the power of life is mine.
The Stockholm bloodbath
will close our eyes,
the life has not a price,
The Stockholm bloodbath
will close our eyes,
the power of life is mine.

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from Hybrid, track released June 8, 2014

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