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Hellfighter

Saul Blease
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Saul Blease

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2018
The Great War
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2014 was the centenary of the “war to end all wars” and I had the idea to compose some music around the subject. Rather than just release one song or EP in 2014, I decided it would be an interesting concept to release one song a year, from 2014 to 2018 that, combined, would form one (longer) piece of music.

In 2018 Bad Elephant approached me with the idea of releasing the project as a full album and this opportunity has allowed me to re-record and reinterpret the songs I had written since 2014 and also include some additional ones, the end result being The Great War album.
Too low for the gutter
Too high for the trench
You see how we die yet complain about the stench
Hey little orphans how do you do?

Tear off my medal ‘cause you think it’s a sin
That I fight for your freedoms with the colour of my skin
What little privilege ruined you?

One-ninety-one
God is long gone
You’d think war was over once the fighting was done
Still hear the ringing in my ear

White, black, bleeding red
I said
Race doesn’t matter when you’re already dead so
I’ll show you something to fear

Tell me what’s real
Tell me how to feel
Just for the bliss of it
The kiss of it comes down

Johnson comes
Knocking on the door
Pray for your life and fall to floor
Watch as your friends disappear

Yeah
White, black, bleeding red
I said
Race doesn’t matter when you’re already dead so
I’ll show you something to fear

Tell me what’s real
Tell me how to feel
Just for the bliss of it
The kiss of it comes down

envoyé par Dq82 - 25/11/2021 - 13:26




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