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Hush (Baby Don't Cry)

Album: Fireside Chats
By:
shwtmrocks

Duration

3:36

Genres

Alt. Rock

Description

Apocalyptic lullaby

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Lyrics

On a red horse came war And he flew the black flag Come to burn it all down With our babies inside And he mustered his sons For the martyrs' parade And he couldn't be bought And he couldn't be bribed Hush . . . baby don't you cry On a black horse came famine And he broke the black tap And we walked to get bread With red rags on our feet But our betters—as always— Could simper it out And they slept in the Vineyard While we fought in the streets Hush . . . baby don't you cry On a pale horse came death And hell close behind Our ambassadors out To talk at the tide His laugh was a roar And he rose with the Moon And we fled from his sickle With no place to hide We saw one falling star, Then ten, then a score, And we cried out to God, Right before we went blind In a fireball flash In a fireball flash On a pale horse came death And hell right behind

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