• disciples of the sacred oath ve disciples of the sacred oath ii ile göbek bağı bulunan orphaned land unsung prophets & dead messiahs albümü ikinci şarkısı.
  • canavar gibi bir orphaned land şarkısı, yeni albüm için şimdi daha çok sabırsızlanıyorum :)
  • bu şarkı, metal topluluğunun başarısıdır. 3-4 yıldır amansız eleştirilerimiz grubu bu çizgiye çekti. kobi'cim işte böyle ya. bayma abicim bizi. 2 günde kaç kez dinledim, bu kadar mı sağlam şarkı olur. yossi olsa çıkmazdı 2018 yılında böyle bir şey.
  • resmi sözlerinde geçmeyen ancak klibinde yer alan aldous huxley'den alıntı bazı sözleri:
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    it is possible to make people contented with their servitude
    i think this can be done
    because you can provide them
    with bread and circuses
    and you can provide them with endless amounts of distractions
    with propaganda
    -aldous huxley
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    tam sözleri (kaynak)
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    hail to satan, lord of the wind!

    on the pulpit the false messiah speaks
    hand them your papers now cease and desist
    spreading false news and selling such lies
    'twas the night the lie rose and truth finally died
    our slavery ends only when we are deceased
    our lives are their meat, all partake in the feast
    they put us to sleep with a lie and a kiss
    and when the keys lock our chains
    we say: we do not resist!
    poverty – rise! children die while we read the news of gossipmongers
    our lives pieces in a game
    the naked emperor walks, to his new clothes we clap our hands
    blinded by fortune and fame
    they play the saints in our daily lives
    and we do not care at all
    and our children march to the sound of their drums
    while to war we lose our fathers and sons
    the only prophet they trust in is the profit from their guns
    they care not for the old the weak or the sick
    masters of speeches and measuring their dicks
    breaking our bones with maces not sticks
    and when their poison reaches our brains
    we say: we do not resist!
    poverty – rise! children die while we read the news of gossipmongers
    our lives pieces in a game
    the naked emperor walks, to his new clothes we clap our hands
    blinded by fortune and fame

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  • yaldır yaldır bir orphaned land şarkısı.
    yaldır yaldırdan başka nasıl anlatılır bilemedim.
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