Midwest Pandemic Lyrics

	作曲 : Twelve Tribes
	The dead are coming oh she said son
	And they'll kill again so take comfort in these words
	They can't take you from my arms
	Hell is waiting outside beyond these walls
	It won't save your soul to panic at this point
	Blessed are the lethargic
	For they are cursed to die for your cause
	When they come
	Hold tight to your father's gun
	And don't let it go
	You're going to need it when I'm gone
	And when I'm gone
	Don't stop shooting them
	They won't spare your heart for being a coward
	Blessed are the lethargic
	For they are cursed to die for your cause
	Pray for us sweet Mary, mother of God
	They keep on coming in swarms
	They keep on coming in swarms
	In the war between God & Man
	We are both in contempt
	But you won't remember this and I can't explain
	She said,
	"we're gonna make it..
	We're gonna make it out
	We're gonna make it..
	We're gonna make it out"
	I'm not convinced that they won't stay dead
	In the greatest of our despair
	The war is not lost
	And all your dreams are still on their way
	He said,
	"We're gonna make it out
	We're gonna make it out
	We're gonna make it out"
	And all your fears will come to pas
	As each shell tears you apart
	And all your angels will sing your praise
	To give you hope for what it's worth
	RUN

	zuo qu : Twelve Tribes
	The dead are coming oh she said son
	And they' ll kill again so take comfort in these words
	They can' t take you from my arms
	Hell is waiting outside beyond these walls
	It won' t save your soul to panic at this point
	Blessed are the lethargic
	For they are cursed to die for your cause
	When they come
	Hold tight to your father' s gun
	And don' t let it go
	You' re going to need it when I' m gone
	And when I' m gone
	Don' t stop shooting them
	They won' t spare your heart for being a coward
	Blessed are the lethargic
	For they are cursed to die for your cause
	Pray for us sweet Mary, mother of God
	They keep on coming in swarms
	They keep on coming in swarms
	In the war between God Man
	We are both in contempt
	But you won' t remember this and I can' t explain
	She said,
	" we' re gonna make it..
	We' re gonna make it out
	We' re gonna make it..
	We' re gonna make it out"
	I' m not convinced that they won' t stay dead
	In the greatest of our despair
	The war is not lost
	And all your dreams are still on their way
	He said,
	" We' re gonna make it out
	We' re gonna make it out
	We' re gonna make it out"
	And all your fears will come to pas
	As each shell tears you apart
	And all your angels will sing your praise
	To give you hope for what it' s worth
	RUN

	zuò qǔ : Twelve Tribes
	The dead are coming oh she said son
	And they' ll kill again so take comfort in these words
	They can' t take you from my arms
	Hell is waiting outside beyond these walls
	It won' t save your soul to panic at this point
	Blessed are the lethargic
	For they are cursed to die for your cause
	When they come
	Hold tight to your father' s gun
	And don' t let it go
	You' re going to need it when I' m gone
	And when I' m gone
	Don' t stop shooting them
	They won' t spare your heart for being a coward
	Blessed are the lethargic
	For they are cursed to die for your cause
	Pray for us sweet Mary, mother of God
	They keep on coming in swarms
	They keep on coming in swarms
	In the war between God Man
	We are both in contempt
	But you won' t remember this and I can' t explain
	She said,
	" we' re gonna make it..
	We' re gonna make it out
	We' re gonna make it..
	We' re gonna make it out"
	I' m not convinced that they won' t stay dead
	In the greatest of our despair
	The war is not lost
	And all your dreams are still on their way
	He said,
	" We' re gonna make it out
	We' re gonna make it out
	We' re gonna make it out"
	And all your fears will come to pas
	As each shell tears you apart
	And all your angels will sing your praise
	To give you hope for what it' s worth
	RUN

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